I’ve never been hooked, by I have hooked 2 dogs. All ended well, but the one where my brother’s lab got hooked was scary.
We were on the pontoon letting the kids take a dip in the lake. Like a dummy I brought along a bunch of poles to fish with out the other end. Well, the dog was excited by all the commotion and knocked down one of the poles. She caught a long Rapala in the ear. It was the front set of hooks so the back end was swinging freely to where it could catch he mouth, snout or worse, her eye. I reacted before she got hooked, as I saw the pole falling. Luckily I was able to grab her and, for some reason, this hyper dog became very calm. We were able to snip the hook with a pliers and after, push the hook through. Thank God. I was trembling the whole time thinking if she gets restless, she may catch a hook in her eye.
Now that I think of it, my most painful, or at least worse injury sustained fishing, was when I was about 8 or 9. I was fishing in my uncles boat with a few other people and we were on our way into the dock. I was up front when my uncle cut the motor and we were slowly gliding in. I put my wet noodle out to stop us from bumping the dock and my arm folded and the forearm was smashed between the boat and the dock. Everyone asked if I was ok, and I said I was fine, except for some scuff marks.
So I grabbed my stuff and started walking back to the camp site feeling fine. After about 75 yards when I reached the base of the hill, I was overwhelmed with a feeling of exhaustion and thirst. I kneeled down and could not find the energy to get up the hill. I kind of felt like I was going to blackout. By this time they were all up the hill at the campsite. After about 10 minutes I was able to muster the energy to get up the hill.
I got up there and the rest of the kids were heading up to the pool. The adults asked how I was feeling and offered me some water which I gulped down. The suggested I rest and I agreed that might be a good idea. I passed out for a few hours and woke up feeling fine.
I always assumed I was going through some sort of shock or that maybe the compressed arm had screwed up my blood flow. Unless there is a doctor in the house, I may never know.