Not enough showers...

Okay, so I was at church with some friends and I was looking at a sweet little baby who started choking. As I yelled for her mom, I walked toward her... I didn't know what she was choking on, my hands were filthy and I didn't want to stick my finger in her mouth with her mother standing there but she was definatly having an issue. All turned out well, it is apparently a common occurance but scared the tar out of me. I hate choking. I can stop bleeding, I can deal with vomit, but don't stop breathing on me.

SO THEN... My son gets in the car after full pad football practice and we are talking and I said...
Me: How was you day?
J response: "I don't know".
Me: What do you mean you DONT KNOW?
J: Don't remember much.
Me: Do you still have a headache?
J: Yea, it's killing me

John fell out of a tree the night before and had 2 branches and the ground hit him on the temple of his head. He complained of pain and a headache that night but it always sooooo much drama with the boy, I thought he was just going Hollywood on me. This morning he complained of a headache but we equated it to the fact he hadn't eaten breakfast. Don't I feel stupid.
BTW: Hot showers with a concussion is a bad bad thing. It will increase the intercranial bleeding causing additional swelling and pressure. They can loose conciousness and hit their head again.

So things come in three. ...
I was emptying the trash and there was this lid to a tuna fish can, I cut the tar out of my finger. Bled all over the place, but remember,,, I can handle blood. I pressed the laceration ends together and superglued it closed.

I am going to go take a shower, cuz I don't have a concussion.