This season I was bitten by an insect getting into my bedroll. My own fault for not shaking it out first. The next day everyone left because a storm was coming. I stayed. I woke to the door iced closed with about 6 inches of ice and a huge bump at the bite site. I managed to get the door open and hunted that day some. Everyone else was without power back at home trying to keep things together, and the roads were nasty. The cabin is four miles in a woods road, and that is after you get that far! I did not tell anyone I was having problems because I knew they would try to get to me. For three days I got to watch the lump getting bigger while getting sicker before they got back in to get me. The third day I was too sick to care about hunting. Urgent care wanted me in the hospital on IV antibiotics immediately, but the storm had the emergency room backed up by over 8 hours to even be seen. Well, it is a couple of weeks later now, and with the modern meds I only have a big hole in my belly that is healing to show for it.
A free trapper that made my mistake and then got snowed in for three days before he could go for help would most likely be dead by now. Killed by an insect bite that got infected because he did not shake out his bedding.
They don't know if it was a spider bite or not, and they really did not care. The infection was baseball sized and the primary problem by the time I got to the docs.
A new scar and another history lesson to remember for me today, but most likely fatal back then!
A free trapper that made my mistake and then got snowed in for three days before he could go for help would most likely be dead by now. Killed by an insect bite that got infected because he did not shake out his bedding.
They don't know if it was a spider bite or not, and they really did not care. The infection was baseball sized and the primary problem by the time I got to the docs.
A new scar and another history lesson to remember for me today, but most likely fatal back then!