Merely a flesh wound

So, I was climbing into a new stand that I had just hung a couple days before. I had to move it because the tree that it was in blew down...glad I wasn't in it when that happened Luckily it didn't damage the stand at all. The day I hung the stand I had to put a screw in tree step in a location that I knew I could possibly hit my head on it. When I put it there I told myself "Now Matt, don't forget that you put that step there the next time you go to climb in this stand". I'm sure you already know what is about to happen. So, back to climbing into my stand...when I was at the bottom of the tree I remembered that step and told myself to watch out for it. I get about halfway up the tree and there is a big mature doe walking right to me 20 yds away! Now I'm thinking "Crap! I'm not in my stand yet and my bow is still connected to my rope and laying on the ground. What do I do?" So I just sit there hugging the tree all the while the doe comes up and starts sniffing my bow and the bottom of my boots. I literally could've kicked her right in the face. If you don't believe scent killer works right there is the testimony that it does! I had just doused myself and my equipment in it less than 5 minutes prior to that and shot some coon urine on my boots. She acted a little funny when she smelled the stuff but not enough to make her run off. Anyhow, I let her finally walk off and I continue climbing the rest of the way up my tree. Of course, with all that going on I had totally forgotten about the step. Well, I gashed my head open. I really didn' think I hurt my head that bad until a while later when I pulled my hat off and the whole inside of my hat was blood soaked. Glad I had a hot on or this could've really have been ugly!