Reminds me of the time I came off my bike at low speed. I'd just crossed a railway line & was heading back down to the normal road level when I got tangled up in gravel beside the kerb. This was in an industrial area, I was riding to collect my car after having electrical work done on it.
The trick was finding a "good" landing zone, there was precious little control left. I landed head-first (side-on) on the only area of lawn anywhere nearby. My bike went one way, I went another, my helmet headed towards the road & it took quite some time to find my glasses. I was decidedly woozy. Of all the vehicles passing not one stopped to offer assistance. Except for a fellow cyclist who found my glasses & got me back on my feet. I pushed the now chain-free bike to where my car was, collected it, shoved the bike in the back and drove to my doctors' clinic just as it was closing. No luck or sympathy there, I had to go to another clinic where there was a rotten screaming child making my headache worse. They eventually checked me over and found no lasting damage.
But I had concussion-related headaches for the next seven weeks & consequently missed a promotion at work.
Helmets help.

// @skematica