Clumsy ass bitch!!!

I went to Manhattan to see my GYN  after two years.  I felt a lump and he felt a lump.  It is most likely nothing but I have more tests to take.  I left and helped an elderly man cross the street and get into a cab.  I drew a blank when it came to subways and locations.  This may be because I am downplaying the mass/lump.  I was near Wall St. going to visit my brother and his family in Battery Park. I saw a falafel cart with bright lights.  I walked across and he stated "we are closed"  so I had to turn and cross back.  I walked straight into a big green utility box I do not remember seeing.  I became dizzy, dizzier than usual and people surrounded me to help.  My extinct was to say I am fine and grab my stuff.  I felt that metal taste and thought my teeth were going to fall out.  I began to cry and rested at my brother's as my knot on my head grew and my black eye was developing.  When you get older it is harder to heal so for now on I will be careful.  My family calls me accident prone, I call myself clumsy. What do you think?