Mixed sun and cloud.
Around town doing business things. Visited Mom in law, she was pretty good yesterday.
Cooked a nice rib bbq dinner but the rest didn't come back for dinner so just the two of us. What's new!





“Don’t be silly you have to check all over.”
She pulled the breech clout off his hips and down over his feet.  Blushing and angry with herself she examined all of his body then kneeling on the bed she rolled him on to one side and immediately found a puncture wound; a broken chunk of wood sticking out of the entry. Blood was slowly oozing  from around the wood.
Her modesty and embarrassment immediately vanished and she rushed over to the stove and poured water, still hot from the fire she had lit earlier, into a bowl.
She looked around for something to use as a cloth, then pulled her shirt from out of her jeans and taking out her knife, cut then ripped away a piece of the material. She dipped the cloth in the bowl of water then washed all around the wound.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked closely at puncture and the protruding wood.
‘Its got to come out, but then the blood will really come.’ “Damn, I need a sponge or some gauze and something for disinfectant.” She cried aloud, desperation in her voice.
She jumped to her feet and went around the room, there was nothing. She dropped to her knees and peered under the bed and there was the survival kit Bob had found earlier.
She dragged it out and dumped out the contents. The first aid kit was like a neon light! She grabbed it up and opened it. Inside was a small supply of gauze, a package of cotton batten, a bottle of iodine and a cardboard box of boric acid were the things that caught her eye.
She emptied and refilled the bowl with fresh water and poured almost half the bottle of iodine into the water. She looked for a second bowl but had to settle for a tin cup, into this she put a quantity of the boric acid and added water until she had a thin paste.
She looked around the cabin again searching for something she could grip the broken branch with. When she couldn’t find anything she said, “I guess that leaves my teeth and jaws.”
She washed the wound in the iodine and water then carefully dried around the hole.
She laid out a wad of cotton batten then after cutting a length of gauze and folding it into a pad, she knelt on the bed and bending down clenched her teeth over the protruding piece of wood.
Using her neck muscles she pulled upwards only to have her teeth slide off the tip of the wood. She wiped her mouth, bent down again and this time pushed her open mouth down around the stick pushing down into the flesh of Bob’s buttock. She clenched her teeth again, but this time moved her head back and forth and side to side as she pulled. The stick slowly started to pull up out of the puncture then suddenly slid out with a sucking noise as Bob gave a mumbled sound of pain.