I had a huge crush on this basketball player in high school. He also played hockey so I would dress up in little dresses and go with my bum warmer he signed for me into a cold arena and sit there and watch the games.

That night was a basketball game and I wore high heels that I had no practice at wearing to the event. I strutted around trying to get his attention and during a period break I was walking through a doorway and tripped over some guy’s feet.

I must have been just about the height I am now which is about 5’10”, and I fell like a tree onto a concrete floor.

I sprang up quickly, only realizing now how lucky I was to even be alive, and as my friends hovered around me while I was standing, I held my forehead where I was hit and felt a huge bump rising.

One of my friends was so grossed out she said I had to go take a look at it.

I went to the bathroom, where if I wanted to get my crush’s attention in a bad way, I had certainly found the way because he happened to see the bump on my head before I did.

I looked in the washroom mirror and was horrified at looking at myself – the elephant woman.

I had a huge bump on my head that when I looked up, I could see it. A teacher came to check on me and went to call my mother

My mother was shocked when she saw me and so scared. We went to the emergency room of a hospital nearby. I waited at least three hours in the emergency room, getting increasingly agitated and worried.

Finally, a doctor saw me. He took x-rays and said there were just some burst blood vessels and to put ice on it, it would come down naturally.

I spent the next month walking around school with sunglasses on because as the blood vessels went down in my forehead, for some medical reason I have no understanding of, the blood was rushing to my eyes and they were constantly bloodshot. Not to mention that I had short hair I usually slicked back and the bump was still there.

Needless to say, I got more love from my mother than from the crush. My forehead healed eventually as well.






Author: kakonged

I am an author, journalist, teacher, and lawyer who lives in Toronto, Canada. This picture is a selfie that was done on Saturday, February 24, 2018, nearing six years of my being dreadlocked.