I’ve still no recollection of the minutes before or hours after. I was on a bus, then off a bus; I crossed the road. Nothingness follows. I have a vague visual vignette of being sprawled out on grass, staring up, faces peering down from a height. Next, I’m in an ambulance with no specific sensory memory attached, save wanting to speak to my boyfriend, only my brain was unable to ascertain who or where he was, or if we were even still together. Then, I was in a hospital bed, with a uniformed stranger pottering around me.