05-28-2014, 07:43 PM
The Legion medics were doing their best with the flow of patients. Every time teams arrived at the embassy, there were more patients to be tended to, whether they be Legionnaires wounded in action, or VIPs. Efforts had been made to secure as many living members of the government as could be found, but it was proving a dishearteningly fruitless task. The Temne strike had been well planned, at least regarding the raid on Freetown.
But despite it all, one of the medics took a moment to check on Ekene. With what little information Natalie could provide, the tired man had little choice but to explore the boy's hand via tactile exploration. The medic was a large man, but he was surprisingly gentle when he took Ekene's hand and began the unfortunate process of identifying how bad the break was.
Ekene's reactions to the touches and manipulations told him as much as the actual feeling and movement of the boy's hand, and it didn't take long for him to make a decision. It seemed likely that the boy had fractured a few of the metacarpal bones, and judging from the abrasions and bruising, they had been broken by brunt force trauma. Not a fall; someone had struck the boy's hand intentionally.
Once that was assessed, he was quick to give Ekene something to dull the pain, although it would also see the boy out cold in short order. Next he immobilized the hand and forearm in a splint and sling, but there was little else he could do. The boy would need x-rays, and by the time they could line that up, the bones would likely need to be re-broken and set properly before they could be allowed to heal.
By the time Natalie would return to Ekene, the boy would be asleep and carefully deposited in a corner; they would find a place for him later, but at the moment there were simply too few able bodied men to see to the task. A fresh pair of wounded men were seen into the make-shift infirmary, one unconscious and the other wetly gasping for breath.
A pair of government-loyal Sierra Leonean soldiers that had been picked up after an awkward run-in between the advancing soldiers and the Legionnaires at one of the government offices near the harbor. Their search for elected representatives of the government had seen some success, as a pair of ministers had been secured.
With the newly arrived pair of critical patients, Jay would again be passed over for treatment, as it was simply too time consuming for the one doctor on hand to tend to at the moment.
But despite it all, one of the medics took a moment to check on Ekene. With what little information Natalie could provide, the tired man had little choice but to explore the boy's hand via tactile exploration. The medic was a large man, but he was surprisingly gentle when he took Ekene's hand and began the unfortunate process of identifying how bad the break was.
Ekene's reactions to the touches and manipulations told him as much as the actual feeling and movement of the boy's hand, and it didn't take long for him to make a decision. It seemed likely that the boy had fractured a few of the metacarpal bones, and judging from the abrasions and bruising, they had been broken by brunt force trauma. Not a fall; someone had struck the boy's hand intentionally.
Once that was assessed, he was quick to give Ekene something to dull the pain, although it would also see the boy out cold in short order. Next he immobilized the hand and forearm in a splint and sling, but there was little else he could do. The boy would need x-rays, and by the time they could line that up, the bones would likely need to be re-broken and set properly before they could be allowed to heal.
By the time Natalie would return to Ekene, the boy would be asleep and carefully deposited in a corner; they would find a place for him later, but at the moment there were simply too few able bodied men to see to the task. A fresh pair of wounded men were seen into the make-shift infirmary, one unconscious and the other wetly gasping for breath.
A pair of government-loyal Sierra Leonean soldiers that had been picked up after an awkward run-in between the advancing soldiers and the Legionnaires at one of the government offices near the harbor. Their search for elected representatives of the government had seen some success, as a pair of ministers had been secured.
With the newly arrived pair of critical patients, Jay would again be passed over for treatment, as it was simply too time consuming for the one doctor on hand to tend to at the moment.