My roommate my first week in Thailand messed up her knee while receiving a Thai massage. I guess the masseuse applied too much pressure to her kneecap or something like that. That night we were all dancing and something tore in her knee and she went to the hospital. When she came back to our hotel room she had about six baggies worth of pain killers and was instructed to go to bed. While waiting for the muscle relaxers to kick in, I read The Teachings of Buddha to her out loud until she fell asleep (there was a free copy in the room). I love when memories like this come back to me.