Catfishing about 25 years ago I laid my rig down on some rip-rap and for some reason walked away from it. Next thing I know its getting a bite, so I start running across the rocks that were about the size of my foot and one turned over on me. My right knee came down on rock with a sharp point and it punched a hole in my kneecap about the size of a penny. By the time I got down the ER, my knee had swollen up twice its size and I couldn't bend it for a week. The most painful thing I remember about this was when the nurse told me to bend my knee so they could x-ray it. I told her it wouldn't bend, but they bent it for me. My dad said he could hear me scream out in the waiting room.