Was bicycling up the road a ways from the town I was living in. Finally found a decent source of freshwater, and also a 2 story motel right next to it. Very few zeds ( a brute, couple mundanes and toughies) but also a corrosive. Unfortunately, I didn't handle the situation well and the brute and corrosive guy cornered me. While I was killing the brute I couldn't get out of the acid and broke my legs.
Welp.
I crawled up the motel stairs and laid out my rollmat, dropped unnecessary stuff and broke apart furniture until I had the materials necessary to craft myself a splint. However, I needed at least two long strings. Making those required thread and foolishly enough the only easy thread in reach was the kind I laboriously made myself by disassembling rags. So that took quite a while and I got hungry and thirsty. Fortunately, there were a couple vending machines with a weeks worth of hydration in them. Unfortunately, there was nary a bag of potato chips to be found and man is not sustained on vitamins alone. Fortunately, there was a swamp teeming with wildlife and forageables nearby. Unfortunately, there was a swamp teeming with giant mutated aggressive wildlife nearby. I opted for crawling out there after dark so as to avoid notice. This worked well and I found several eggs and berries (can't eat vegetables, worse luck!) but, as I was crawling along in the pitch dark, apparently I accidentally crawled over a beaver lodge or something, because I startled the bejeezus out of a beaver who proceeded to claw at my face.
So there I am, both my legs broken, crawling along on my belly, pulling myself along with my arms, in a miserable bog, soaking wet at two in the morning being viciously savaged by a beaver.
I love this game.
I boiled and ate the beaver's stomach.