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[sulfa]

This is Wade. Doc Hicks and I wanted to put the word out that anyone who needs medical attention now or in the future can find one of us - I'm in Room 310 and Gene's camped out by the bonfire. We're in the process of establishing a clinic in the chapel vestry for the sick and injured. If you have any information on new medical developments from your time or have any medications from the future, please share them.

And lastly: if you go out into the woods, bring one of us along. That's what we're here for.

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[preseance]

( lord, what a word. gene is grateful that the text-to-speech app seems to know how to pronounce it, because if he'd had to try and decipher that many letters on paper he'd go damn cross-eyed.

he says it to himself a couple times just so's it rolls off the tongue smooth. )

That's fair. How are your carpentry skills?

[hardwearing]

Nonexistent. I did help rebuild a clinic once but that was mostly carrying heavy things around for everyone else.
I follow instructions very well?
There just isn't really much made of wood in my time.

[preseance]

All right, then I might have a job for you. I've been putting together simple mattress frames for the clinic, the pews would work in a pinch but long-term treatment we'd have our hands full with pressure sores. Easier to maneuver a patient on a bed. Do you think you could help with that? I can show you how, I was a carpenter before the war.

[hardwearing]

I should be able to handle that. Where do you plan on getting mattresses, though? I haven't really seen enough materials around to make them from scratch.

[preseance]

Moss, pine-needles, leaves, anything we can scrape off the forest floor will work until we can get something more permanent. I just don't want to leave anything to chance.

( the silence an' calm should be an easy thing to bear, but. all he can think about is bein' shelled an' not having the bodies to treat the injured. )