So here is what transpired after I hit my head with the T-post pounder. My 16 year old was watching me pound them in, when it hit me he asks "did you just hit your head?". "Dad, your bleeding, DAD YOUR BLEEDING BAD!". So I just bent over to let it bleed. I told him to go get me a towel. He runs in and tells my DW that I hit my head and might need stitches, she just laughs(because he got one paper towel). He grabs 1 sheet of a paper towel and brings it out to me. I tell him I need more since it soaked in half a second. He runs back in and brings the whole roll. At this point my DW is thinking at first, yeah right about the stitches, until he grabs the whole roll. So she comes out and sees me bent over with a wad of paper towels on my head. I show her the gash and she brings me a full towel. We went to urgent care and got the 8 staples to close it. I am not going to post a pic, just look at CR's graphic pic a few posts ago. Looks exact same and in same spot. So now I have a gnarly scare on my head.
