CONCUSSION

It's 4:42 p.m. Junior and Patrick are lounging downstairs on a couch.

At 12:45 a.m. last night I drove to the Huntington Hospital to await the EMS bringing Junior. He is a Pizza Hut Manager, and he fell and hit his head, resulting in a concussion and loss of his short term memory. He got a catscan and x-rays and everything was OK. I brought him home, and he sat up in his computer chair for a couple hours before laying down on the couch. We had several different threads of conversations that we had over and over again.

"I fell and hit my head on the freshly mopped floor, right?"
"Right"
" Logan and Justin were closing with me right?"
"That's Right".
" I feel like this all happened before, like months ago, you know what I mean?"
" I certainly do."

Then thirty seconds later, the exact same converstion. For two hours. Hundreds of times. He descibes it as like waking up every thirty seconds with amnesia.

Interspersed only with the other threads, each about a hundred times:

"What was the last thing that happened on LOST?"

"What month is it?"

Pretty scary. He needed reassurance that he did in fact live with me. He couldn't remember that Ron Zook had been fired as head coach of the Gators, which happened like nine months ago. So part of his long term memory is jostled as well.

So he's a bit loopy, but his memory is slowly coming back.

We'll go to the doc tommorrow for a follow up, I think he'll be OK by then. So it goes.

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