carnifex knifeworks
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I was out shooting in the country yesterday with a co-worker. Just helping him sight in his ruger pr 6.5 Creedmoor.
He started complaining about back pains. It progressed to the point he had to lay down in the back of my 4runner. I kept shooting, but would check on him.
Eventually it got bad enough he was laying outside on a hard rifle case to try and get relief. It wasn't long before he said we needed to pack up and go. I started breaking everything down, which wasn't going to be a short process, but he called out.
I went over to him and he had his hands in front of his chest like a passing mantis. He was pale white, cold, covered in sweat, heart rate elevated, and shallow breathing. He was coherent, so I asked about his symptoms, I was worried he was having a heart attack at first, but he said he wasn't and the answers to my questions pointed to something else. I was worried he was going into shock and that it might cause a heart attack though.
Called an ambulance and while I'm on the phone with the 911 operator I notice a pair of dirt bikes coming down the hill. They were about to round a corner that would drop the right into a firing lane someone was using. I yelled as loud as I could at the shooters, "HEY! THERE ARE BIKES COMING DOWN THERE! STOP SHOOTING!". Somehow they heard me from 60 yards away, over gun fire, and stopped shooting.
Ambulance arrived, got him into it, and off he went. Turns out he's fine. It's a case of kidney stones. Boy, I hope I never get them.
He started complaining about back pains. It progressed to the point he had to lay down in the back of my 4runner. I kept shooting, but would check on him.
Eventually it got bad enough he was laying outside on a hard rifle case to try and get relief. It wasn't long before he said we needed to pack up and go. I started breaking everything down, which wasn't going to be a short process, but he called out.
I went over to him and he had his hands in front of his chest like a passing mantis. He was pale white, cold, covered in sweat, heart rate elevated, and shallow breathing. He was coherent, so I asked about his symptoms, I was worried he was having a heart attack at first, but he said he wasn't and the answers to my questions pointed to something else. I was worried he was going into shock and that it might cause a heart attack though.
Called an ambulance and while I'm on the phone with the 911 operator I notice a pair of dirt bikes coming down the hill. They were about to round a corner that would drop the right into a firing lane someone was using. I yelled as loud as I could at the shooters, "HEY! THERE ARE BIKES COMING DOWN THERE! STOP SHOOTING!". Somehow they heard me from 60 yards away, over gun fire, and stopped shooting.
Ambulance arrived, got him into it, and off he went. Turns out he's fine. It's a case of kidney stones. Boy, I hope I never get them.