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First Aid - Danger Shop, Friday, Period 5 [Week 1]

This workshop roster was a lot smaller than last term's, and that made things easier to deal with everyone on a one-on-one basis. Hawkeye left a note outside the Danger Shop asking everyone to gather and wait there until it was class time. The doors opened right on time and the students were then able to enter, only to find themselves in a very different environment to the school building they had left.

The room looked exactly like the school gym in the dorms building only it was littered with cots full of injured people, people attending to them and curtained off areas where surgery was going on. More and more wounded people were being brought in and loaded onto cots. Every so often outside there was a thunderous boom and crash coming from somewhere outside making the building rock and shudder from the vibrations. The lights were dimmer than usual and would momentarily dim further after the shaking.

In between loud noises, the gym was surprisingly quiet. Shoes would squeak as people walked on what was once the basketball court. Over near the weights area, doctors would call for a suture or suction or for more light or a new patient to put back together.

Hawkeye, dressed in scrubs, made his way through the foot traffic to his new students.

"Welcome to First Aid. I'm Hawkeye Pierce. I'll learn your names after we deal with the wounded who are piling up. Today's not bad for a pretty bad day. These people aren't real and you won't recognize any faces, but this has happened before and it could happen again tomorrow with people you do recognize who are real and who will need your help. They could be your roommate or the kid you sit next to in class or your best friend. You're here to learn how to help them. Get started. Pick a patient, find out what's wrong with them and tell me what you see and what you think. Decide on a number to give them. 0 for beyond help and I'd better not find any of you giving anyone a 0 today, 1 for those who need immediate attention, 2 for those who need medical attention as soon as there's an opening that's not an emergency, 3 for minor injuries that can wait. Tell your orderly the number. I don't care how much or how little experience you have with injuries. You have to start somewhere. Time to go."

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"Uhm. Hi!" Momoko blinked at first, then smiled hesitantly. She hadn't really expected someone who was able to joke about something that would produce that much blood.

"Well, uhm. First," She pushed lightly but firmly at his shoulders, trying to get him to lay back down so she could look for other wounds. Plus, she knew that much, at least, that you were supposed to stay still when bleeding. "Let's see if you have any to spare, shall we? I totally don't want to take your only one?"

He behaved himself and laid back down. "I don't mind sharing," the guy said. He was a student, only a year or two younger than Momoko. "I got hit by some flying debris," he explained. "Building went up, bricks went flying. I didn't duck fast enough. There might still be a few pieces of Fast Eddie's in there, but it's okay. I'll deal. But would you take a look?"

His age didn't bother Momoko too much, and she was actually hoping he'd listen more to her since she was older.

"They got Fast Eddie's? Think that the bowling shoes will mutate and come to help save us? I totally suspected that they were alive, you know. Tell me if anything hurts, okay?" She checked him over quickly, noting all bruises and scratches. He'd apparently ducked pretty well? She moved her attention to the large side wound, examining the wrapping job. "Who bandaged you up?"

"My roommate," he replied. "We were doing the tag team thing. She's okay. We were trying to stop the bleeding long enough to get me up here to see the docs. How'd she do?" Probably not very well.

"You're here, right?" Momoko wasn't going to answer beyond that. "Did you actually get the bleeding to stop or just slow? Are you feeling dizzy or extra weak or anything? Anything else hurt?"

They weren't supposed to do any actual work on the patients, but Momoko wanted to see why that wound was still bleeding. She reached for the bandage, but hesitated. Was checking under the bandage out of bounds? But if there was something bad under there, she might need to make him a one! And if she could get the bleeding to stop, maybe... Momoko heard another person call out a 'one'... maybe he could be a three?

Oh, she was so confused.

"This isn't the most attractive thing ever, but yeah, I feel like I'm going to puke. Don't worry, I'm doing my best not to puke anywhere near you. It's still bleeding. It's all gooey and sticky under there and took a good chunk with it. Everything else is okay, but whenever the doc's not too busy, I'd really like to make sure I'm not missing any important organs."

Hawkeye was nearby, hovering over another holographic patient and trying not to look like he was eavesdropping, but he was on hand if Momoko needed help.

Oh, she needed help. She had a list of symptoms (nausea, bleeding, big gaping hole but no mention of pain) but her diagnosis was, 'call a doctor'.

And she really really wanted to unwrap that wound, check it out, and maybe rewrap it, tighter and with clean bandages.

She looked up, ever so glad to see the teacher nearby. "Ah! Professor Pierce, can I remove his bandages? Or is that not allowed?"

"Doctor Pierce is fine, and so is removing the bandages," Hawkeye said, coming over to watch. "So long as you're not going to vomit. Vomit's very hard to clean out of open wounds."

Momoko looked thoughtfully at the bandage. "I don't think I will? I've wrapped and repaired zombies and was fine. I didn't like it, but I did it."

"Stay still, okay?" She smiled at the boy. "And tell me if you feel anything weird." She reached for the scissors and slowly removed the bloody wrappings, hoping it was going to tell her something and really really hoping Doctor Pierce was going to stay. Even if he was a hologram, she would feel totally horrible if she made the patient worse.

Hawkeye crouched next to her and watched. "Careful peeling it back. You don't want to take anything with it."

"Ah! Sorry, sorry! Was I going too fast?" Momoko slowed her hands, not sure it was a good sign that the boy himself wasn't complaining. She took a deep breath and concentrated on removing the last of the bandages, setting them aside so that she could see into the actual wound.

"You're doing fine," Hawkeye assured Momoko. "Tell me what you see."

What Momoko saw was another flow of blood as she pulled away the last of the bandage, and a very dirty wound. She bit her lip and reached for a washcloth and, dipping it in a nearby water basin, she cleaned a bit of the blood and debris for a better look.

"It's still bleeding but not, like, hugely fast? So it's probably, uhm. It's like it's trying to heal but really can't? And it's dirty, there's what looks like building dust and maybe pieces, as well as lots of blood on the bandages that may be his or his roommate's? So there could be an infection."

She frowned and looked up at Doctor Pierce. "He doesn't seem to be in enough pain, so he could be in shock. I can't really tell if there's damage to any organs, but I can see some, so that's bad, right? And he keeps moving about, probably because he doesn't really feel the pain, which just makes it all worse."

"This guy's lucky he's moving at all," Hawkeye nodded. "He shouldn't be. With all of the debris and pressure going on in there, there's a good chance of internal bleeding and something rupturing. Good job on spotting the infection too. You can have a simple cut and if it gets infected enough, it can kill you. So what's the verdict? Should he see a doctor right away or can he wait?"

And here's the part where being a hero was probably going to make Momoko fail this; forget triage, she wanted to fly the poor guy to a hospital emergency room right now.

She rubbed her brow and thought, hearing more than one of her classmates calling out 'one!' as she hesitated. There were an awful lot of ones. She looked at the wound again. "Uhm, I want to say he's a one? But if the wound can be cleaned and wrapped right, and maybe he be given something to keep still, he could be a two? Maybe?" Definitely not a three. But was her decision going to make him a zero? Hologram or not, she didn't want that.

"If you think he needs immediate attention, go with a one. If there's someone worse off that you haven't dealt with, someone higher up the food chain can prioritize the ones. When the patient is bleeding this much, stick with caution. You did a good job."

"So, I should make him a one, and then let the next person he sees change it if I'm wrong?" Momoko blinked, still a bit confused but wanting to understand how this worked. "I think he could use some help to get him to a point where he could wait for surgery or something. And I'm really worried that he's not in as much pain as I think he should be. He was joking with me a few minutes ago."

"Could be shock," Hawkeye guessed. "Could be his coping mechanism. I know it's mine. Why be horrified by impending doom when you can make a joke about it? But the decision about one or two is all yours. I'm not letting you let me decide. There are arguments for and against, but in the end you have to make the decision that could affect someone else's life."

Momoko considered that, then nodded. She had to make a decision.

"Right. Uhm. I'm going to say a one. If he gets to a doctor they may decide they can patch him up enough to put him at the back of the line again, but I am worried about him moving and not really complaining about much." And Doctor Pierce's statement about him being lucky. "Should I re-wrap him?"

"You should be worried. Everything logical says that he should be having trouble moving and coping with the pain. It could be his way of coping, but it probably suggests that there's something else going on. Wrap him back up," Hawkeye agreed.

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