In Peru there seem to be a lot of low doors and I discovered one as I ran into it. I still remember the clang of the steel as I fell backwards from the impact to my head. There was a fair bit of blood. By God's grace I could not have done it at a better time. It was during a mission meeting and there were two doctors and two nurses at hand and they were able to quickly stitch up the wound. Allen and Amy stitched me up while Dorothee and Siegfried prepared the equipment needed.
If you're interested you can watch the video of me getting stitched up
Thank God for caring (and skilled) missionary family here in Arequipa.