Pardon the clickbait. Zoom is a great tool. I swear by it and use it multiple times a day — without injury.

Every so often, I have a catastrophe just to check and see if anyone is reading my streams, it seems.

Or, if I see you, only in my dreams.

Then, it beams upon me, what deems upon me:

These schemes are like the concussion in my head –

Half, the big CON of aging and the other half, an occasion for CUSSing.

I don't cuss and I am not conning you and the ION will last for eons.

Do not take the critic's pen again to critique this vain, faltering attempt at whimsical poetry. It is a TREE of possibilities waiting to emerge after all, and it did fall on my …

… not yet dead head,…

When you get old enough, and you are already clumsy, you can have ZOOM accidents in Toastmaster meetings that are almost as dangerous as those the youthful face AND …

When your battered head attached to your whiplashed neck says, "What the heck!" and seeks to reflect ….

It may not come out as a masterful work of literature or comedy.

But I assure you, it was comical
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The appropriate icon for this is the laughing face — Indulge me.

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Note, the reason I went to ER is because it is protocol when one hits ones head when one is on blood thinners. At least that is what everyone kindly assured me of to ease my embarrassment at wasting their time.
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Life Lessons – Join Toastmasters! Great community! Supportive people! Injuries are a very rare occurrence.
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Second Lesson – The real hazard was leaning back in my chair and have things tangled around the desk connected to things tangled around me.