Boom + head = no good

So, today we had sailing practice. Okay, no biggie. Usually, when it's gail force winds, we stay inside and do chalk talks. Well, not today. My coach decides to make us go out. I can't explain the feeling I got when I pulled into the the yatch club and saw the team putting the boats in. I literally slowed the car down and glared at them. So, I parked my car and proceeded to tell the coach that he is a mad man. He tells me to put on my gear. So I do just that (I should have told him to go f himself but, I respect people too much). So the coach comes and picks Lisa and I (the two late comers) up off the dock. Then, as we were heading out to the course, I suppose my coach had some kind of epiphany because he decided to put 3 of us on a boat. LUDICROUS! First of all 420's are not designed for 3 people. So silly me, I obey orders and climb into this over crowded boat. So the first run went okay. Everyone bitched about how tight it was, but no injuries. Then we pulled up next to the crash boat and proceeded to swap crews. Coach put Jamie on, one of our top girls. So, I proceeded to get off. He says "no no no stay on". I give him the are you serious look and crawl back on. Now, this is were it all goes down. After our 2nd or 3rd tack, as we were tacking, I had to wait for Jamie to get over to the other side of the boat before I would any space whats so ever to sit on the rail. So as I am doing so, the boom (the long metal pole on the bottom of the sail) WACKS me in my little noggin. And when I say WACK, I mean WACK! Mind you, I have been hit by a boom before, but not like this, and not on the back of my head like this. This sucker was swingin'. With winds of 15 to 20mph pushing it along. So I yell, "F***!" and crouch into the fetal position and cry. My teammates sailed me back to the crash boat. My coach looked at me and said, "What did you do, hurt yourself?" I looked up at him all teary eyed and red and said, "Uh, yeah!" So they motored me back to the docks and I got off. I walked over to my car and sat down for a little while and smoked a cigarette. Then, I noticed I was nauseous. Then the head ache came on. Then, I went home. My mom and my brother concluded that I have a minor concussion :(. Hence, I am going to the doctor tomorrow. I'm too old at heart to deal with this crap anymore. 8-10 years ago when I was 4'11 it was fun. Now I feel drained and beat up from it. I'm sticking to my boyfriend's yatch, screw this crap. If I'm sailing from now on I'm doing so drunk and on a boat where the booms a good foot above my head.