Winter:
My brains are still a wee bit scrambled, and my body remains sore, but I live. I'm a few years past the age of quickly bouncing back from something like this.
I remember a comedian I heard speaking truth-- "You fall down at 18, you bang your knee, you jump back up and run off and forget about it an hour later. You fall down at 38, you mess up your knee, it hurts, and you're like 'that's it. My knee will hurt like this forever.' And it's true, it will. It'll be like that forever now."