Damp Morning Wait
The rain continues its steady drumming on the roof. The water tank is full, and the air pressure continues to drop.
The warm rain continues to patter against the cottage roof, bringing the scent of damp earth and salt. The tide is receding steadily, exposing the slick rocks of the tide pools near the shore. Jenny sits on the porch, her ankle throbbing in time with the humidity, while Kevin gathers the tools for the morning maintenance.
Jenny — lean back against the stone wall, closing eyes as the throb in my ankle pulses.
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Ankle first. Then the coax.
walk into the cottage, set the LED headlamp on the table, and kneel beside Jenny to unwrap the gauze and check the wound
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It's still hot.
Shift my leg slightly to give him better access, wincing as the fabric peels away.
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Infection's climbing. We're past poultices.
pull the used gauze and poultice away, drop them in the newspaper bag for burning, then clean the wound with saline and probe the edges to see how deep the tracking goes
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Just be careful.
Bite my lip to keep from swearing, watching him work under the harsh light of the headlamp.
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Metronidazole next. Fourteen tablets in the oilcloth. You take two now.
unwrap the metronidazole blister pack from the oilcloth, pop two tablets into a tin mug with water, and hold it to her lips
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.