The hardest part about looking at that picture is thinking they need to push it in further so they can cut off the barb and then pull the hook out. I am guessing removing part or all of the nail will be required. That will hurt much longer than the actual injury.
One of the tools in my catfishing box was big husky pair of linesman's pliers, to cut the heavy hook. You are not gonna do that with the needle nose wirecutter.The hardest part about looking at that picture is thinking they need to push it in further so they can cut off the barb and then pull the hook out. I am guessing removing part or all of the nail will be required. That will hurt much longer than the actual injury.
However it's done to remove that hook will have to be carefully creative.One of the tools in my catfishing box was big husky pair of linesman's pliers, to cut the heavy hook. You are not gonna do that with the needle nose wirecutter.
Actually, the process is the same, whether it's done in an ER or a boat or on shore. The variable is the cost and pain meds available.However it's done to remove that hook will have to be carefully creative.
I have removed a hook from my brother's hand. Very little blood and almost no pain.
OO-ee ouch!
Pee cans not shown; too much variation?
You are way nuttier than I am . . . um, did you forget to mention that you store both smoked and frozen possum?Signs you're addicted to prepping:
It takes two people half an hour to bring in the groceries.
There are stacks of Ravioli in places besides the kitchen.
Your tool box has every known tool since the industrial era began and you're pretty sure you have a big rock in there too.
Your queen sized mattress is held up by fifty caliber cans of ammo.
You have a favorite AK-47.
Sometimes you talk to said AK-47.
When someone asks to borrow a knife, no matter where you are, you just pick one up and hand them.
You giggle like a drunken schoolgirl at a beer bong at the thought of starving sheeple and Wokeoids.
You watch zombie flicks and critique the survivors tactics.
You can't remember how many guns you own and where they all are.
Your medical kit looks like you raided an emergency room.
You hate mowing certain areas of the yard because its wrong to waste good food!
You ask your neighbor if you can have the raccoon in his garbage or the groundhog in his garden.
You can make a 5 star meal out of three cans of crap and some hot sauce.
When the covid hit, you looked at your stack of stuff and giggled wickedly and you don't know why.
Wildlife videos make you hungry.
MREs actually taste good to you, in fact you crave them!
Your 44 magnum has a name.
So does your go-to gun.
When there's a power outage, you throw a party.
Paper covid masks p1ss you off to no end, but gas masks and respirators are strangely arousing to you.
All of your video games are first person shooter style survival/horror genre.
Your bug out bag looks more like a bug out steamer trunk, WITH WHEELS no less.
You can't remember your own phone or social security number, but you can recite the grain weight of the slugs your 45 likes.
This is your crazy unkle Magus creation, feel free to spam the crap out of it! LOL
They can live in a nuke waste land, feed them, but no need to kill them now.You are way nuttier than I am . . . um, did you forget to mention that you store both smoked and frozen possum?
Well shucks, what is that thang?
Well shucks, what is that thang?
I never store possum, its best fresh! Now groundhog....You are way nuttier than I am . . . um, did you forget to mention that you store both smoked and frozen possum?
Thinking you are young enough not to have heard or heard of Homer and Jethro. They had a song . . . "Here comes Sal with a snigger and a grin, whistle pig grease all over her chin . . . Ground Hog!"I dunno, but that looks like bracken on its head, get a bucket and some lemon butter! we'll cook whatever it is later!
I never store possum, its best fresh! Now groundhog....
European fallow deer?Well shucks, what is that thang?
Signs you're addicted to prepping:
It takes two people half an hour to bring in the groceries.
There are stacks of Ravioli in places besides the kitchen.
Your tool box has every known tool since the industrial era began and you're pretty sure you have a big rock in there too.
Your queen sized mattress is held up by fifty caliber cans of ammo.
You have a favorite AK-47.
Sometimes you talk to said AK-47.
When someone asks to borrow a knife, no matter where you are, you just pick one up and hand them.
You giggle like a drunken schoolgirl at a beer bong at the thought of starving sheeple and Wokeoids.
You watch zombie flicks and critique the survivors tactics.
You can't remember how many guns you own and where they all are.
Your medical kit looks like you raided an emergency room.
You hate mowing certain areas of the yard because its wrong to waste good food!
You ask your neighbor if you can have the raccoon in his garbage or the groundhog in his garden.
You can make a 5 star meal out of three cans of crap and some hot sauce.
When the covid hit, you looked at your stack of stuff and giggled wickedly and you don't know why.
Wildlife videos make you hungry.
MREs actually taste good to you, in fact you crave them!
Your 44 magnum has a name.
So does your go-to gun.
When there's a power outage, you throw a party.
Paper covid masks p1ss you off to no end, but gas masks and respirators are strangely arousing to you.
All of your video games are first person shooter style survival/horror genre.
Your bug out bag looks more like a bug out steamer trunk, WITH WHEELS no less.
You can't remember your own phone or social security number, but you can recite the grain weight of the slugs your 45 likes.
This is your crazy unkle Magus creation, feel free to spam the crap out of it! LOL
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