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Got a question for everybody. After suffer a major injury (see first post) I got to thinking, What has been the worst injury/ill

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  • #16
    Am currently suffering from a torn achilles tendon but feel it is good enough for elk in Colorado this year. Once slipped in the snow and got a mouthful of quiver from my bow. A few loose teeth and plenty of blood but I continued to hunt.

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    • #17
      2006, Was told by the ENT surgeon that I had inoperatable throat cancer. Due to the God above tests 2 weeks later showed it was gone but I did have a case of shingles that got on the 7th cranial nerve going up the right side of my neck into my brain. I spent 3 months in the hospital during which the family was called in several times. I pulled through and was left with only memory loss and severe pain which I have to take massive amounts of medication the rest of my life. That was in late March and I had to retire from my job and was barely on my feet and had my strength back for the 2006 deer season. I killed a nice 9 point buck the first morning and that buck is one of the most special bucks to me. I also killed a doe that season. I was luck enough to have a great group of guys at the hunting camp to take care of me. Some guys on here don't have an excuse but I have it documented that I have brain damage so now you know where my ranting and raving comes from.(just kidding) I thank my God every day for letting me have the years I have to enjoy my children, grandchildren, my wife and the wonderful outdoors where I love to hunt. I learned don't take your time for granted it can be gone in the wink of an eye.

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      • #18
        Had the bones in my right (dominant) hand busted up from a gunshot, but used the cast as a spool to catch several nice king mackerel on a handline (trolling) and learned to fly cast left handed. I hunted and fished for twenty years with a torn meninscus before the third surgery finally repaired it twenty or so years ago.

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        • #19
          In December of 2009 I was caught in a PTO powered salt spreader while plowing snow. My left arm suffered a complete de-gloving, fractured humerus and relatively massive tissue damage. Kinda looks like a shark chewed on it.
          That spring I hunted turkey, went out for deer with rifle and crossbow in the fall and fished all summer.
          I have healed up better than they said was ever possible but will deal with reduced strength and mobility for the rest of my life. My ulna is no longer attached to my wrist but just floats. However, I did shoot a bow for the first time in four years two weeks ago and I truly believe at this point that I will hunt again with a bow.
          The take aways are:
          - Button your sleeves
          - Always keep a positive mental attitude
          - Listen to your doctor unless he tells you that you will never use your arm again.

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          • #20
            I think I see a theme here! This is a bunch of guys who either:
            a) Really love to hunt and fish, or
            b) Have more guts than brains, or
            c) Both

            I'll have to admit, I am a certified "c". I wish I had a nickel for every time a doctor said to me, "What are you, an idiot?"

            Oh and Happy... we won't count the leopard mauling because that probably happened AFTER the hunt... nice try! OH... I have to give you the prize... I don't think I could drag two muley bucks when I was in my prime!

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            • #21
              Dakota- I think everybody here is a solid "C"

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              • #22
                I remember back in college I told my future wife that I was going to miss Christmas with her family because I was going to go hunting over the holidays. The usual fight ensued, and finally she gave me the ultimatum of "It's either me or hunting, etc, etc."

                So I did what any young man would do; I told her I didn't want to see her anymore.

                "Fine," she said.

                It wasn't until the middle of the holiday week that the swelling went down enough that I could just start to see a little out of the left eye, but the right one took a bit longer.

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                • #23
                  Dakota,
                  Yes, you are probably right about the leopard not counting. It does give my comment a bit of a flair. I did kill it after it chewed me up, does that count for something? The trip home from half way around the world was as tough as anything, but all airport personnel treated me like a celebrity which was kind of fun for an old cowboy. Kindest Regards

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