So due to some things commenter have said on here I've been having a good think and trying to clarify the extent of my injuries.

On one of the stickies I read one commenter who is caring for her injured daughter who advised not to trust what the injured person says about themselves. This is scarily true. I've also been reading the UK Headway site.

My son whitnessed the injury and his version of events is very different from what I remember and now I think I ought to go back to the Dr with this info. It is as follows:

We had been to legoland, my sister was tired and picked an argument with me. Whilst I was kneeling down reaching into the passanger side of the car she slammed the door shut onto my head. Forcefully.

It struck me and knocked me unconsciouss. I lay on the floor for a couple of mins (uncertain of time.) I came around enough to tell my son to stay back then may have fallen unconscious again.
-I remeber most of this, in flashs

I got up banging on the car window and shouting insults and demands for help and for my bag that had my fone in it and my sister drove off. I collapsed onto my hands and knees in a fetal postion and said "help me" a few times.
-dont remeber collapsing or asking for help, though do have a confused memory of my hand nearly being run over

My son, 6yo, helped me stand, though only in a crouching position and led me onto the pavement. I gave him "the biggest hug in the world and a thousand kisses." I had bright blood pouring out of my ear, down my neck into my clothes.
-no recollection, except wanting to reassure him, thought I was telling him in full sentences and walking properly

Then, blank faced, I started marching up and down the pavement that ran alongside the carpark stumbling into the hedge. This pavement was a good 40ft and my son, bemused, counted me walking it about 20 times. He thought it was funny and laughing, stopped me saying he didnt want me to do it until 30.
-no recollection, thought I had walked just a couple of steps away afraid that he would be frightened by the blood I hought was covering my face from a wound in my temple. There was no breaking of the skin and only blood on my neck. Though I do have an odd memory of thinking the leaves on the bush were pretty then hurting my hand on spiky branches.

I lay on the pavement and he lay down with resting his head on my belly and I stroked his shoulder saying "I love you" on a constant loop. after a long while he got bored and asked if he could play (with his items from the gift shop). I said "Yes, quietly, here."
-no recollection

I then alid there with my eyes open not moving or speakiing. When he asked me questions he said my mouth moved like i was going to say I love you again.
-no recollection

My sister came back as it was getting dark and everybody else had gone. She drove passed and parked a short distance away, ignoring us and talking on the fone. When she drove past i sat up and my son came to me. We hugged and he complained that I was wet, said I had water coming out of my ear like a waterfall. He said the blood on my face was dry but he had a smear of blood on his cheek where he had hugged me.
-I thought this immediately follwed my sister driving away, thought she was gone a couple of mins not hour or two.

I used some clothing to clean it off and told him to put his dry clothes on. I tried to help him but kept putting the wrong clothe on the wrong places or not even on him. He dresses himself, struggled with the trouser but I couldnt do the buttons so we left them undone. He wanted to play again.
-dont remeber the blood, though do remeber him saying I was wet. Thought it was from the last ride we had been on and was concerned that he was wet and cold and needed his dry clothes. Have vague impression of dressing him, but has if my body was in two seperate peices

He said I had found my tobacco when I was trying to get him dressed. As he was playing I kept trying to roll a cigarette but couldnt as the papers kepts getting wet. When he was talking to me I managed to roll one without looking and smoked it.
-vague recollection, was trying not to cry and the smoking helped control my breathing. Was scared to get in car, angry with my sister but wanting her help. Trying to put brave face on for my son

We then got in the car and left. He staid at his grandmas that night and returned after dinner and then we went to the doctors. He said I still had blood in my ear then but I cleaned most of it out before we went becuase he pointed it out.
-I would swear blind that he stayed in our home that night and we went toDrs first thing in the morning. I believe him though.

For the next 4-5 days I slept constantly, only getting up when he cam and told me he was hungry. I would make him food then go back to bed. He used Cbeebies to tll the time of when these things should happen, including bedtime. He said he would hear me munching and crunching downstairs afte Iput him to bed so knew that I had eaten. He had been worried that I wasnt. After that I acted more like normal but slow. The whole side of my face got fat and dark brownish purple in these days. I apparently kept repeating th I love yous and told him he was a good boy, I was just very tired.
-no recollection of any of this, or even what came next. Not a bit. Which scares the hell outa a me.


To be quite frank I really think I should have been hospitalised and think whyon earth didnt anybody helpme or call an ambulance? The bruising hadnt properly started to show when I went to the Dr but it seems gross egligance to send me home alone with my son. It seems I would hav understated what had happened..but still.

I'm going to call the Drs tomo and say these new details, beceause with all the blood and brain fluid i think i may have injured myself more seriously that any of us realsied.