About a year ago, I got hit on the head (hard) with a metal pole at 9:30 AM, on my way to BART to get to work. The guy asked for my phone. I was too disoriented to take it out of my pocket. He grabbed my earbuds (but didn't get my phone) and walked away.
I lost a lot of blood and had a bad concussion. In the ambulance on my way to the hospital, I couldn't recall my zipcode. I needed seven large staples in the back of my head. After that, the mental fog persisted for about two weeks and I wasn't productive at work.
Up until that point, nothing bad had happened to me. Thankfully, I'm ok now, but I'll never live in Oakland again.
I lost a lot of blood and had a bad concussion. In the ambulance on my way to the hospital, I couldn't recall my zipcode. I needed seven large staples in the back of my head. After that, the mental fog persisted for about two weeks and I wasn't productive at work.
Up until that point, nothing bad had happened to me. Thankfully, I'm ok now, but I'll never live in Oakland again.