You get a few digits from your dominant hand clawed off by a giant lobster creature, getting an infection and almost dying until you get that sweet penicillin save. This is while you're chasing after that solitary rose that's at the Dark Tower. You know, it's that trip where you impregnated a demon ghost thing (talk about a -blam!-ed up kid) and ended up being instrumental in the deaths of your childhood friends. And don't forget about Blaine the Train (he's kind of a pain)