The Desk Chair Wants My Blood

Last night I had another fall that has topped all the others. Unfortunately, I completely blacked out when it happened, so there's not a lot I can tell y'all story wise. All I know is one second I was washing my hands and the next thing I knew, about 10 minutes had passed, I was on the floor and the murderous desk chair was on top of me. I thought I'd been shouting for help, but it turns out I was just moaning oddly. So, eventually mom came in and found me and, after a moment of freaking out due to seeing her child being squished by an evil chair, helped me up and back to the couch.
It looks like I fell mainly on my right side, so that means more injuries for that arm, some more bumps and bruises, and probably some head trama since the right half of my skull has been throbbing since then and I'm getting really emotional and confused at the drop of a hat again.
Right now, the plan is to keep a close eye on me and try to wait to have everything looked at until the 6th when I was already planning on going in to chat with my doctor. Personally, I think we need to add destroying the current desk chair to that list.
I'm 75% sure that thing has it in for me.