First aid kit in a corn field
Most of the members of this club have read Sarge's stories and found that they are not only real but they frquently have a moral or teach a lesson. Often these stories are about some mistake Sarge has made and he wishes for his friends and fellow members to not make the same mistake. As is this story.
Many times I have taught my Hunter Safety students to have a survival pack and carry it with them everytime they are in the woods or field. Most do but then as they find the pack gets heavy, after carrying it for many miles, they often leave it in the truck or camp.
Here is an incident that should teach everyone that the survival pack can be needed anytime."
That day Sarge and his son, Private Trent were hunting in eastern Colorado. Pheasant and rabbits and quail were on the menu. The fields that we would be walking were all farm fields and part of the Colorado Walk-in Access program. In most of them you could see your truck across the field sitting at the gate. The possiblity of getting careless and letting your survival pack stay in the truck was very high in a situation like this.
Then Sarge tripped.
A hard unyielding corn stalk that was jammed across the rows caught his foot and down he went. No warning, no chance to catch himself or even roll with the fall. And landed on a row of sharp, dry, stiff, hard, cut off corn stalks. The first one hit Sarge in the face and broke off the sharp point which stuck in his chin. That one continued on to hit Sarge in 4 places in the neck as he fell forward on it. It finally broke off when it hit his collar bone. Lower stalks penetrated his jeans and he had 6 holes in his left leg from the knee to mid thigh. Private Trent saw him go down and not get up and rushed over to help. Sarge was gagging from the blows to his neck and was rubbing his throat in an attempt to force some air into his lungs. By the time Trent made it to Sarge he was breathing again and rolling over trying to get to his feet. The corn stalk did not penetrate the neck after being broken off on Sarge's chin. Luckily for Sarge as the area that the hard stalk hit was right over the jugular vein. The blow was so hard that it temporarily paralized the trachia.
Private Trent was well versed in First Aid from both the Boy Scouts and from the Hunter Safety and Survival classes he helps his Dad teach. He took over and opened both his and Sarge's first aid kit. First he cleaned the cuts, then with tweezers he removed the pieces of sharp corn stalk and taped the cuts with butterfly tape. Then bandages on all wounds to keep dirt out and the shirt collar from rubbing on them. After Sarge was patched up from the first aid kits, father and son continued to hunt. That was a close one. Just a few more inches and an eye could have been punctured or a artery.
So you don't think you need a survival kit in a corn field? Better guess again.