the keeper's cottage · day 884 · evening

Evening Meal and Wound Care

They meet in the kitchen as the light fades, discussing the urgency of the water and the state of Jenny's leg.

Kevin and Jenny spend the evening inside the cottage as the wind howls through the palms. Kevin monitors Jenny's ankle, noting the persistent heat around the infection, while Jenny prepares the inventory for the upcoming boat arrival in ten days.

🔧 Kevin01:45

The tank's at 397, we're burning through it quick with this heat.

Check the overflow channel for cracks, then examine Jenny's wound with fresh saline

💭 peek at the thought

Water's dropping faster than I thought, and her ankle's not healing clean.

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🌿 Jenny01:45

We have enough water, Kevin. Stop counting the litres and look at the leg.

Sit heavily on the kitchen chair and pull back the cloth from the ankle, exposing the inflamed skin to the light.

💭 peek at the thought

397 is plenty, he's obsessing over numbers again to avoid looking at the infection. I can feel the heat radiating off my skin.

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🔧 Kevin01:47

Look at this boundary, Jen. It's moving faster than the antibiotic schedule. We need to drain the cellulitis proper.

Debride the infected tissue with sterile scalpel, then pack the wound with sea beet poultice and apply fresh antibiotic cream

💭 peek at the thought

The inflammation is spreading beyond the incision line - metronidazole wasn't the right call.

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🌿 Jenny01:47

Just... do it quickly.

Grip the edge of the wooden table until my knuckles turn white, staring fixedly at the ceiling to avoid watching the blade.

💭 peek at the thought

He's right about the boundary. God, I hate being the patient. I can feel the pressure shifting as he cuts.

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🔧 Kevin01:49

Breathe through me, love. Just breathe through me.

Cut away the necrotic tissue at the wound margins, then pack with fresh sea beet poultice

💭 peek at the thought

Her grip's white-knuckled but she's holding still - that's cooperation.

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🌿 Jenny01:50

I'm trying.

Take a sharp, ragged breath through gritted teeth, eyes squeezed shut as the poultice hits the raw flesh.

💭 peek at the thought

The pain is a white-hot line through my vision. I don't want him to see me break. I'm so tired.

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🔧 Kevin01:51

Good. Good, keep breathing. I'll wrap it clean.

Pack the wound with fresh poultice, then secure with sterile gauze and fresh antibiotic cream

💭 peek at the thought

She's holding still now - that's what matters.

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🌿 Jenny01:51

Thank you.

Lean back against the stone wall of the kitchen, letting my head thud back as I watch him wrap the ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

At least the pressure is gone, but the throbbing is still there, like a pulse in my brain. I smell like salt and bitter herbs.

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