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Head Trauma At Disneyland The
Sneeze Christmas time at Disneyland is magical, the lights, the decorations, the music, there is just something spectacular about it. I tend to get caught up in it and perhaps that’s what happened this day. Heaven knows I can’t think of any other reason for what happened. Every year employees of The Walt Disney Company and their families get to go to the park for a party ( “the park” being company lingo for Disneyland). Last year a group of 6 of us went together. Most of the time we were standing huddled together or in a circle so that no one was left out of the conversation. We were all standing in a circle talking while waiting in line for the new ride, ‘Rocket Rods’. The line for ‘Rocket Rods’ is inside and the theme is transportation. As with many of the rides and queues at Disneyland they are dark and use black lights so that everyone “glows.” In this particular queue it’s dark and most of the walls are painted black. The only real indication you have of where you are is the glowing line of people heading toward the “light at the end of the tunnel.” So we’re all standing around talking to each other, just barely able to make out details of each other’s faces. As we’re following the line of glowing white shirts I started to feel a little tickle in my nose. The kind that really wants to be a sneeze when it grows up but doesn’t do anything more than annoy the heck out of you for a while. After an annoying eternity it finally turns into a sneeze, a really BIG one. Not wanting to be rude and sneeze on all my friends, I politely (and quite lady like I might mention) turned my head to sneeze away from everyone. As I start to let the sneeze out and instinctively throw my head forward, about a third of the way through the sneeze my forehead met something hard and sharp stopping my sneeze dead in it’s tracks, AAAAACH-OOUUCCHH!!!!! Completely unfulfilling and frankly, quite painful. Dazed and confused I stumbled back and, literally, saw those damn little birdies flying around my head (presumably trying to dive bomb me). Since it was so dark no one really knew what happened (including me) they only heard the abnormal AAAACH-OOOUUUCH. I stood there holding my head so that my brains didn’t ooze out the crack in my forehead (I was sure it was there) trying to figure out what had just happened. As
we continued up the stairs of the queue I hear, from the back of my party,
“don’t let her fall asleep, I hear that’s bad for a
concussion!” Right, thanks! |
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