Edit: After writing, I'm not sure this counts but it was a nice reason to write this:

I was hiking up a trail in Glacier National Park with my girlfriend when all of a sudden a deer emerged from the woods. It stopped ten feet in front of us and looked intently at us. Then it walked back down the hill, off of the trail a few feet, stopped and then starred at us again. It kept walking a bit and then looking at us as if to say, "well, are you coming or not?"

I followed.

The deer moved more quickly through the brush than I and I had to quicken my pace to a light jog. I was wearing Teva sandals which made this difficult. At one point I attempted to jump up and over a large log. The log buckled under the pressure of my foot and instantly, my right leg was knee deep in rotted wood. When I pulled my leg free a large shard of wood was stuck in my right inside foot under the ankle. Also, my ankle was sprained. I lay there in pain, bleeding. A lot.

I was too heavy for my girlfriend to help carry and the trail was too jagged and rocky for me to one-leg hop down. We decided to send her for help.

Why was it scary? Because laying there on the trail I thought to myself, "are bears like the sharks of the forest? Can they smell blood and if so, are the prone to attack stoned hikers?"

She returned about a half hour later with two rangers. They escorted me down and I ended up being the first ever patient at the newly built Glacier National Park emergency clinic.

My girlfriend was pre-med, considering surgery. We told the physicians assistant this at the clinic and he insisted that she watch him remove the shrapnel from my leg. She came over and watched and when he pulled it out..... "BOOM" she fainted.

She ended up going to culinary school instead.