4th grade. Total accident. Walked past another kid (who wasn't paying attention either) as he took a practice swing with a baseball bat and clocked me square in the back of the head. I don't even remember getting hit. I remember walking, then waking up on the couch in the principle's office with this kid crying, and the nurse on the phone to my dad. Concussion number one of my life. 5th grade. Christmas pageant. Fell off the choir risers. It was really hot on the top riser, and I got dizzy. Went off backwards, thought "oh no" and woke up on the couch in the principle's office, this time my parents were already there. 10th grade. Keg party. Fight broke out. Everybody watching. I dropped my cup, and it rolled out a little. Not thinking, I went to pick it up. One of the guys in the fight had a friend who thought I was stepping out of the ring of people to get into it. Totally blindsided me. Out like a light. He later apologized, he really felt bad. He just didn't want his buddy getting teamed up on. What can I say? Stuff happens. Also 10th grade. Working out in the yard, again, not paying attention, my brother went to chuck a huge rock he'd dug up over the back fence (nothing but pasture past our fence) just as I was walking by. Boom boom, out go the lights. Concussion number two of my life. Senior year. Driving to school, swerved to miss a dog that ran into the road. slid into the ditch, and rolled my Subaru Brat over. And over. And over. And over. Woke up with trash men going through my pockets looking for ID. they thought I was dead. Should have heard 'em scream when I woke up hollering. Yeah, another concussion. 19 years old. Driving to my girlfriends house for dinner. Hadn't even had my new truck a year, just did a ton of work on it. Installed a stripe kit, sliding rear window, tinted the glass, new rims and tires, bed liner, I'd spent a bundle. Guy runs a red light at about 50 MPH and t-bones me. Full bore, no brakes. I woke up parked in a dentists office, thank heaven they were closed and nobody was in there. Hit me so hard I blew out the drivers side window of my truck with my head. Hit me so hard, I ripped the gear shift out of the tranny and was still holding it (I had no idea) when the paramedics ran over to sit me down as I was wandering aimlessly around in the yard of the dentists office. MAJOR concussion that time. Went out for the second time that day when they put my shoulder back in. 23 years old. Working for Guitar Center in Dallas. Closing the store one night. We had a huge wall of Gibsons right over the front doors in those days. Locking up and leaving, freak accident. Black beauty LP Custom comes loose from the very top row. I hear the noise, and look up just in time to see it closing in on me. Way too fast to do anything about it. It beaned me rock solid right between the eyes. Yep, out like a light. Concussion. Haven't been knocked out since then, which is lucky, because I'm pretty sure my brain is mush. My short term memory is crap. Total crap. May not be a result of head trauma though, I have no idea. I don't remember if it was better before all of this happened or not.