[Open Class] First Aid [Ilztmyr'ree]

[moonlit-raven]

A first aid class sounded useful, especially since he had no idea about how to handle anything more than a minor wound, and so, before he volunteered to do anything else for the school, field trip or otherwise, he was going to take it.

The dummy laid on the floor in front of him, and Myr looked over it, attempting to determine what sort of problem he had been given.  

[moonlit-raven]

He stared at the dummy in puzzlement, and then things finally clicked. The dummy wasn't breathing.

What should he do?

He grabbed the nearest book, flipping through the pages. The instructions seemed simple enough, and he began to do what they said. Before too long, the dummy's chest began to rise and fall again, and he fell back.

That would do. He glanced over to the nurse for approval, but only received a disapproving look. Maybe he'd do better next time.

-Average- Pass  

[moonlit-raven]

The next day, Myr had returned. He had done alright the last time, but he knew that practice would make perfect.

He picked a dummy, and then began to examine it, seeing what sort of medical problem it might possibly have.  

[moonlit-raven]

It had a high body tempature, but very dry skin, not seeming to be sweating despite it's heat. Myr was certain that it had to be suffering from a heat related issue, and when he looked it up, found that it matched up with heat stroke.

He gathered up supplies, and then began to treat the dummy, beginning with the application of water soaked clothes to help cool him off. He began to fan him gently, and after a while, the dummy seemed to be recovering.

It also appeared that he had used just the right amount of supplies, since he wasn't receiving a glare from the Nurse, and he made his way out. Maybe he wasn't too bad with this medical stuff.

Score- 10: Pass  

[moonlit-raven]

Once again, Myr was back for another try at this whole first aid thing. This was one of the subjects where you just had to keep practicing to improve your skills, and if it would help him at all, he had no objection to working harder at it.

He picked one of the dummies, and knelt down next to it, checking to see what sort of issue it had.  

[moonlit-raven]

Like the first time he had taken the class, his dummy wasn't breathing, and he smiled. At least he had already experienced this once, so he had a bit of an idea what he needed to do.

He mimicked what he had done the first time, and received exactly the same results. A breathing dummy, a disapproving look, but at least he had done it.

Average- Pass