The first thing I did was hunt around for some sheets, which I tore into strips to make bandages via the Minecraft-ish crafting box (ie, place ingredients in, combine, receive new item). I then found some painkillers in the medicine cabinet of the house we were holed up in, which I gave her for the pain.
I also found a pillow in the closet, which I tried to offer her, thinking she'd be more comfortable. I ended up smothering her.
Whoops.
So next game I knew not to try to give her the pillow. After a brief venture outside to the shed, I found a hammer and nails and some wood, and proceeded to board up our house, to slow down any zombies that might try to get in. At this point I was starting to get hungry, so I made my way over to the neighbor's house. After braining a zombie with my trusty hammer, I found some canned soup.
Combining it with a can opener, and a pot I'd found, I created a 'pot of soup'. I placed the pot in the oven and turned it on. At this point a radio started working, and while I was listening to the emergency broadcast, my soup, and the oven it was in, exploded. My first instinct was to try and save the soup.
Instead, I caught on fire and burned to death.
Whoops.
So next game, I still ****ed up and the oven exploded. But this time, I didn't go near it. Instead I ran upstairs to grab my wife, thinking that I'd get her out of the house which was now on fire. However instead I accidentally clicked on the bed, not her. This caused me to take a nap. I woke up a few hours later in a blazing inferno. We both burned to death.
Whoops.