Ok, get this... one day, my mother and I went fishing at one of our local fishing docks at Two Mile County Park. We had been there for a couple hours with no bites at all.
Just when we were about to leave, we see a couple of brook trout swimming down a little stream leading into the woods. We walked along the bank of the stream, which wasn't very wide and my mother was looking into the stream to find the trout. All of a sudden she slipped off of the bank and twisted her leg.
Now, apparently she heard a big snap, so she thought she had broken her leg. Oh yeah and there was the intense pain too... that clued her in a little bit.
I helped her up out of the bank and we tried to walk over to a nearby road, (or I carried her pretty much) so that we could get back to the car and get her to the hospital. On the way over, I let her sit down on a log to take a rest,...but little did we know about the ants' nest she had placed her foot on. (the broken one).
The ants started crawling up onto her foot and I (not thinking at the time) swatted them off her foot, which needless to say caused some extra pain. After we continued to the road we came up on a big ditch which was going to make it impossible to get to the road since she couldn't exactly hop over the ditch.
Luckily a car that driven by earlier had come back to lend a hand when he saw we were in a bind. He then helped get her over the ditch and up on the street and gave us a ride to the car.
Just goes to show there are still some good people left in the world.
After we managed to get her to the hospital it was finally determined she had suffered a spiral fracture of her tibia about two inches above the ankle joint, and a horribly sprained ankle.
I felt pretty bad for taking her down the stream, but she seems to have recovered. So next time your thinking about going fishing with your mother down a slippery bank in the woods, don't.
