It certainly came as a shock when my head exploded. You don't expect that sort of thing to happen. Thankfully, due to the excellent work of Doctor Gurgleberger at the exploded head department at Coventry Hospital I'm well on my way to making a full recovery.
Currently I'm missing a small part of my brain dedicated to remembering what sounds farmyard animals make. The surgeons are working on replacing it using a sticky goo made from mixing marshmallows and honey. I won't bore you with the technical aspects of this but I assure you that it's very clever stuff.
Part of the surgery involved in reconstructing my head used some spooky rituals and entry level dark arts. The surgeons took me out into the middle of a field and sort of danced around a bit chanting. At least I think this was part of the surgery, perhaps that's just how they spend their Friday nights.
Finally, I'd like to thank all my well wishers without whose support I don't know how I'd have gotten through. You caringness means so much to me and I'd like to think it helped towards my head becoming whole again. Thankyou!