banged my head

a bunch of us went river rafting down the pacuare earlier this week. it was a great trip, with a few class four rapids in there. about halfway through our trip, the guides pulled us ashore to walk up to a waterfall with a little swimhole underneath it. it had been pouring rain all morning, and the sun had not poked through yet to dry off the rocks, so the mossy stones leading up to the falls were pretty treacherous. at one point i lost my footing, and put my rafting helmet back on. this turned out to be a good thing, because a short time later i went down really fast, and clocked myself on the head. i sat down next to the river, a little embarrassed, to catch my breath. i splashed some water on my face, looked down, and my hands were covered in blood. the group was waving at me to come join them further up the hill, so i walked up there. when i reached the swimhole and started to get ready to dive in, i could tell from the way everyone was looking at me that all was not well. they sat me down, and i passed out for a minute. when i woke back up they were bandaging me, and everyone looked pretty concerned. i shook it off, walked down the rocks carefully, and we rowed out of there.
i dove out of the boat later on and did a little swimming, just to show everyone i was doing alright. when i finally got home and got in bed, i slept. deeply.