Post by flippmoke on Nov 9, 2009 11:05:16 GMT -5
Melissa wasn't used to the heat of the Desert no matter how long they were stationed in this vast expanse of sand, and judging by the exhausted look on Jojo's face he was not either. Together they sat in the shade of a tarp tent that was built against the side of the HQ building of the mine RF-1. The tent was turned into a makeshift medical station, where Mike Rhea was attending to the marines the best he could. Mike had only received a basic amount of training in medical services.
"Thanks for your help," said Mike as he walked up to Melissa who was petting Jojo with one hand while staring at her other hand covered in dried blood.
Melissa sat for a moment not responding while a tear ran down the side of her face. Of all things through this mess, Melissa missed her son the most who was in hiding with friends in Europe.
"No problem Mike, I am sorry I couldn't save him." said Melissa as she motioned to the lifeless body of Andrew Heaton who was on the table behind her.
Mike simply put his hand on the shoulder of Melissa attempting to comfort her. When the Flying Dutchman went down the brigade's surgeon and two nurses died, to make it worse the field medic from the 3rd platoon was killed in the assault on RF-1, leaving Mike the only real person with medical training in the group. Jojo moved closer to Melissa as he could tell that she was upset, and was generally happy to have attention despite the heat.
Melissa suddenly decided she needed to toughen up as a scream of pain followed by a long moan from a man from the 3rd platoon shook her out of her saddened state. Whipping the tear off her face she stood up and moved quickly with Mike Rhea towards the man who was gushing blood again.
"Pinch the artery if you can," said Mike who was shuffling to find the medical equipment he needed as he ran across to the other side of the tent.
"I am trying," said Melissa as she dug her hand into the open wound in the thigh of the soldier. Finally after digging for a moment in the thigh, she found what she thought was the gushing artery.
"I think I have it." said Melissa as Mike returned with a set of tools, which he was spreading out over the table.
"Clamp it with this," said Mike as he handed something to Melissa.
Suddenly another moan came from across the tent, and Mike turned to see another problem arising.
"You can do this," said Mike as he looked into Melissa's eyes. "Just do what I taught you."
With out even letting her respond Mike was already making his way across the tent to the other man. Melissa was shocked, almost afraid as she looked at the face of the moaning soldier on the table in front of her. She froze for a moment in panic before she started to remember the things that Mike had been trying to teach her as he worked on the previous set of patients. She started to talk to herself out loud as she repeated the steps to herself. After several minutes Mike Rhea returned to Melissa who was still working.
"Aren't you going to help?" said Melissa in a desperate tone.
"You are doing great," said Mike as he looked at the patient, before reaching over to begin to help Melissa.
"Thanks for your help," said Mike as he walked up to Melissa who was petting Jojo with one hand while staring at her other hand covered in dried blood.
Melissa sat for a moment not responding while a tear ran down the side of her face. Of all things through this mess, Melissa missed her son the most who was in hiding with friends in Europe.
"No problem Mike, I am sorry I couldn't save him." said Melissa as she motioned to the lifeless body of Andrew Heaton who was on the table behind her.
Mike simply put his hand on the shoulder of Melissa attempting to comfort her. When the Flying Dutchman went down the brigade's surgeon and two nurses died, to make it worse the field medic from the 3rd platoon was killed in the assault on RF-1, leaving Mike the only real person with medical training in the group. Jojo moved closer to Melissa as he could tell that she was upset, and was generally happy to have attention despite the heat.
Melissa suddenly decided she needed to toughen up as a scream of pain followed by a long moan from a man from the 3rd platoon shook her out of her saddened state. Whipping the tear off her face she stood up and moved quickly with Mike Rhea towards the man who was gushing blood again.
"Pinch the artery if you can," said Mike who was shuffling to find the medical equipment he needed as he ran across to the other side of the tent.
"I am trying," said Melissa as she dug her hand into the open wound in the thigh of the soldier. Finally after digging for a moment in the thigh, she found what she thought was the gushing artery.
"I think I have it." said Melissa as Mike returned with a set of tools, which he was spreading out over the table.
"Clamp it with this," said Mike as he handed something to Melissa.
Suddenly another moan came from across the tent, and Mike turned to see another problem arising.
"You can do this," said Mike as he looked into Melissa's eyes. "Just do what I taught you."
With out even letting her respond Mike was already making his way across the tent to the other man. Melissa was shocked, almost afraid as she looked at the face of the moaning soldier on the table in front of her. She froze for a moment in panic before she started to remember the things that Mike had been trying to teach her as he worked on the previous set of patients. She started to talk to herself out loud as she repeated the steps to herself. After several minutes Mike Rhea returned to Melissa who was still working.
"Aren't you going to help?" said Melissa in a desperate tone.
"You are doing great," said Mike as he looked at the patient, before reaching over to begin to help Melissa.