During her “off” time, which for Elisabeth was any time she wasn’t training herself or helping the settlers with some task that needed tending to, she often could be found either in the garden or on the beach. Both places offered the young mage the solitude and respite she needed to recharge her energy and mind.
That trial, it had been the garden. Under the pink tree, the young mage sat, book splayed in her lap, open. Along with all the other various random skills she was learning as a part of the Haven settlement, Elisabeth was interested in basic medical skills that might be useful to the settlers. Gennadiya had set her on the path in Rharne, but she wanted to learn more.
Currently, that ‘more’ was learning about slings and splints and what could be used for both. Of course, the medical kit that Genna had sent with Elisabeth had basic supplies in it, including what was needed for both splints and slings, but she wanted to go beyond that and know, if possible, what do to in an emergency if she didn’t have access to that bag.
“Don’t adjust the body part. Support in place” Well, that seemed easy enough but when one thought about it, ‘supporting in place’ could possibly get a bit tricky, depending on the injury. She decided to focus on the arm to start, and maybe branch off at some point to other body parts. The information she was reading suggested using things such as rope and pieces of clothing for a sling, and for splits, pretty much anything rigid that wouldn’t bend under the weight of the supported body part would do just fine.
To that end, the young woman had brought some rope, a few cut tree branches, and one of her older shirts that had holes in it. It was made of a flexible material that she thought might suit her needs just fine.
Elisabeth needed to splint her arm first, which proved to be a bit more challenging than she originally thought it would. Considering the rope, shirt, and branch piece in her lap, she glanced at the book a bit more, looking for a bit of insight. Maybe she didn’t have to splint the arm if she was going to simply wrap a sling around it?
Sliding the opening of the shirt over her head, but no further, she fussed with the base of the shirt until it formed a secure sling. It would be tricky for someone to do that themselves without injuring the arm further, but if the person had help, it would be possible. The material offered a bit of traction and support in case of an emergency.
Detangling herself from the shirt, she set the supplies aside and delved further into her reading.