I don't understand why this keeps happening

I was in the office this morning (uploading some very nice pictures) and realized the baby monitor wasn't on. I bent over to turn it on to find that Kieran was already awake and crying. That startled me and I stood up too fast, banging my head on a wire mail sorter we have mounted on the wall. This was the result:



Jessica thinks that the impact split open my scalp at the weak point of the scar I got last time, and I'm inclined to agree. It was kind of a mess:



There I am on the phone getting an appointment at the Austin Regional Clinic, where my doctor is. Do I look like someone who suffered a head injury?



They were super-fast. I was in and out of the office in less than 15 minutes. That beats the ER. I remember from the last time that the anesthetic needle hurt a hell of a lot, so on medical advice, I took the staples without it. It hurt like, well, something that hurts a lot. It may have hurt less than the needle, but at least with the needle I wasn't getting increasingly tense and anxious with each successive one. Tough call. Anyway, this is what it looks like now:



Last time I got 7 staples instead of 6, and the gash was only half the size. It looks a lot less like a zipper this time because they're not so tightly grouped. Anyway, that was my morning. Here's hoping that's the worst thing that happens to me this week.