Hunger games part 10
I woke again to the feeble light of dawn shining through the foggy windows.
I tried to sit up but couldn't with my leg the way it was.
I grimaced and looked around, looking for Ellen. She was asleep, curled up by the small furnace while clutching a small knife.
I tried to sit up again.
That proved to be a mistake but I managed to get my legs over the edge of the bed.
I grimaced and pulled off the wrappings I had put around my ankle. The stench was overpowering and I almost gagged when I saw it.
Puss was oozing from it slowly, mingling with the blood as it dripped slowly down my food.
"Oh joy" i muttered under my breath. It was most obviously infected.
I grabbed my pack from the side of my bed and reached inside for the spare sheeting I had in their.
I for some off and started to wipe the blood off my leg.
A cannon went off.
Ellen started to her feet wide awake at the sound and fell into a defensive crouch with her knife.
She relaxed when she realized it wasn't us under attack then looked at me.
She took one look at the wound and paled. She nodded whispering "that's bad..."
I winced as I tried to move.
A thunk came from the roof.
We both looked up warily then at the window.
An orange tarp was covering it.
I smiled when I saw that. So we hadn't been forgotten.
"Can you get that?" I asked her.
She nodded and walked out the door.
About 2 minuets later I heard a larger, bigger thump on the roof.
I waited for her to come back down with the package. Wincing every time I moved.
When she finally did get back I managed to put one leg over the other and start cleaning it.
She held a small box with a small clasp holding it shut.
"What's inside?" I asked
She shrugged and put it down on the floor prying the clasp up. "First aid kit maybe?"
"We can hope"
She got it open with a quick yank and I raised my eyebrows. Stitches, clean wrapping , antibiotics, and most surprisingly pain killers.
"That must have cost a fortune to get in." I said plainly.
She nodded and started to pull it all out but I stopped her. "I'll do it, go get the tarp and string ."
She looked at me uncertainly. "Are you certain you want to do it?"
I nodded and pointed to a relatively clean stick on the ground. "Give that to me and get out." She did and left.
I sighed- this was going to hurt.
I took some of the pills and started to wipe off the wound carefully.
I grabbed the needle and strung some of the thread through it.
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About a half hour later I was done.
I was sweating freely with a few tears mixed in their but it was done.
I took two more painkillers then looked down at my handiwork.
50 stitches give or take holding the wound closed and wrapped about 10 times with the clean linen strips.
What I wouldn't give to go to sleep...
Instead I tried to stand up.
I ground my teeth and cried freely at the pain but I could stand.
I took a small step towards the door and almost collapsed. Ok, maybe I could quite walk but stand.
I fell back onto the old bed.
Then I fell asleep...
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She must have noticed the sudden lack of howling in pain because she was inside once more.
"How long was I out?"
She glanced at me "few hours, nothing big"
I sat up, ignoring the pain screaming at me from my leg.
"Do you know how manny of us are left?"
"7 or so including us..."
I nodded and stood up shakily.
"Infections gone" She said without looking over her shoulder again. "You should be fine to walk now."
I grunted and walked to the door.
"How much food do we have left?"
"A days worth give or take," she replied "I was going to go hunt"
I made it to the door and looked outside "go ahead, where are we by the way?"
"A mile or to from the cornucopia, easy terrain and a lake outback."
I glanced to the right and saw she was right.
She tapped me on the shoulder and I moved to the side. "I'll be back." She said "don't die on me."
I nodded and she went out.
I'm sorry to say that I got bored and slept... By what elts are you supposed to do?
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