That durned thing did precisely what it was designed to do, too; the more I moved in the water, the deeper it embedded itself in my muscle...'till it came all the way through to the other side!!
We didn't know what was biting me 'till my Husband pulled me ashore - I was afraid it was a fish that'd make off with a chunk of my foot. I was actually relieved to see that it was a hook (infection from animal bites are often harder to deal with than cuts from rusty objects). It was attached to a mass of wire wrapped around what was about 2lbs of kelp and other detritous - and the waves were wipping it around like crazy...dragging my foot along with it. A new kind of pain.
But my man found a fisherman and borrowed his knife so we could cut me free - by the time we got through the wire, the hook had worked itself out. (which was a bit worrisome - ur not supposed to remove thing from puncture wounds 'cuz things that go 'in' make a whole lotta mess coming 'out.')
Thank g-d the hospital was only 3 blocks way. My Husband stopped the first pple he saw and got directions. They were really great - turns out that 90% of their summer emergency cases are fishooks and other foreign bodies beind loged into people's various body parts.
The docs there still can't figure out how I managed not to break the barb off inside my foot! It's a real blessing though, 'cuz that woulda caused a whole lotta mess.
But I'm ok now - they gave me a 'just-in-case" tetnis booster and a good cleaning (more new pain). I'm also on anti-biotics for a week - salt water cleans things, but polutants and bacteria in the ocean do not. LoL.
I'm just happy as a clam..and my Husband, well, he's my knight in shinning...swim trunks! :happy: