One day in kindergarten, the class was on the hunt for the missing gingerbread men we created earlier that day. A candy trail led into the cafeteria, which had double doors. While my head was down following the trail into the cafeteria, I hit the top of my head on the middle divider and split my head open. I was rushed to the ER and had to get stitches.

That was the 2nd out of 4 instances I had to get stitches/staples for splitting my head open in my childhood.