Adventures with Stephen

Today Stephen Scheffler dropped a bookcase/drawer combo on my head.

Yes, you read that right.

He dropped a bookcase on my head.

Granted, it was partially my fault....

or....all my fault.

Okay, mostly.  But he was the one who decided that he could carry the dumb thing on his BACK like Sampson!  I told him it was a bad idea...  

Idiot.

My job was to keep my hand on the back to ensure that it didn't fall backwards.  Going down a hill, he was a step ahead of me and I tried to catch up and get my hand back on the case....to no avail.  It fell.  The pointy corner whacked the side of my head.  By the time Scheff asked me if I was okay, I had already done an assessment on my pain and determined I was fine.  He didn't believe me. 

I'm fine.  Really.  

If I feel like I'm going to pass out, I'll let someone know.  My head doesn't even hurt.  Really....

But on a happy note, I now have a place for my books and movies!  Yay!

edit: It has been 6 hours and my head feels really funny now.  =(  I've taken Advil, so I don't hurt.  But boy, is my head swimming.