Headed to West Point this afternoon for a couple hours. Everybody in the family had something going on so I went by myself. Had a great afternoon, caught a mess of fish and decided to call it a day after a rogue striper wiped out half of my spread. Called home to tell em what time I would be there and my 12 year old told me he would help clean the fish. Got unloaded and started cleaning, I was filleting with an electric knife and my son was cutting the ribs out. One fish kept jumping off the edge of the table so he decides he is going to stake him down with the fillet knife..( I know,... but this is what 12 yr old boys do) Anyway with a mighty stab of the knife he goes to pin the fish down to the edge of the wood table............cept he missed. Next thing I know he says DAD, I cut my self. Somehow he managed to power stab his upper thigh lord knows how deep with that knife.
So, wife is at the ER with him now to get it checked out,cleaned out and stitched up, Tetanus shot and whatever else they have to do. He was hurting when they left so I'm hoping its not more serious. I'm home with the little one wishing I was there!