I met my wife at the bus station. We were both drunk after a night out and I knocked her over and she fell on the floor and hit her head. She seemed a bit confused and I wasn't sure if it was because of concussion or because she was drunk. I put her in a taxi. I saw her 3 months later and she didn't recognize me until I said, “How’s your head?” and then she remembered who I was. We've been married 20 yrs. I keep waiting for her to bump her head again and say, “Who the hell are you?”