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 I awoke in a hospital bed the next day. A blonde nurse who was standing by my bed held my hand and stated that I had suffered a minor concussion due to that punch to the face, and instructed that I needed take Tylenol for the next few weeks and that I would be bed-ridden until I heal. To this day, the event still baffles me, but I am thankful I only suffered minor injuries, and that I've got over it in time.