When my daughter was being born(1983), I had the bad luck to deliver at shift change. The placenta was retained, but nobody checked on me to make sure the uterus was contracting; when a tech showed up & took blood I passed out. The next thing I knew, I was in Trendelenburg position, I had an IV in my hand, & nurses were stuffing my legs into support hose. (The nurse coming on shift was also chewing out the nurse who was going off.)
In January 2000, I was taking dogs out w/DH. The road was a glacier; I was running when our (then)6 month old Lab came running toward me. She hit my knee, & I hit the ice. When my husband reached me, I was unconscious & not breathing, my mouth full of blood. He got me breathing again but couldn’t get me up to the house, as it was too slippery, so he went back up to get the car. While he was doing that (& sending the aforementioned daughter to stay w/me), I came to & started trying to crawl back. We went to the ER, where the Dr listed all the criteria for diagnosing concussion as proof I didn’t have one; by that time I was with-it enough to know that I did, in fact, have it. Also a split upper lip, split on my nose, wrenched neck, torn knee cartilage…