10-21-2018, 09:27 PM
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Pip shuffled his paws a bit more, glancing over his stock yet again, and he idly chewed on his lower lip. Should he have gone for something more complicated? Or less common? He wasn't certain if people would be interested in attending a little seminar over bug bites, and bandages, though relatively simple, were important. He'd read -and looked at pictures- of what could happen when open wounds weren't treated properly. Sepsis and necrosis came to mind. Beyond that, he had considered perhaps a mental health lesson, but he didn't think many would appreciate taking advice from a child, or that they would be keen on the subject anyway. It seemed more private than physical medicine, which Pip thought was a shame. Maybe he could work on that later, when he was older and had more experience.
For the time being, he had a bandages course to oversee, and when he saw Garrett was the first to approach, Peppino's curled tail gave a few wags. "Garrett! It's-" He paused as the other boy presented his scratch, a small furrow forming between mismatched eyes, which wrinkled with concern. "Oh, you should have said something earlier. Even small scratches can get worse. Here, sit." Peppino took two leaves, one of the longer ones with a small incision at an end and one smaller plantain leaf. Pip inspected the cut a bit more, glad to notice there was no debris inside, though he still turned to rummage through the nearby bag for a small jar. "This is saline. It's boiled water and salt that cleans wounds." He tipped it into a smaller cup, which he ran over Garrett's wound.
Pip chewed the shorter leaf, dropped the mushed result into his paw, and dabbed it on the cut. "Plantain is anti...anti-inflammatory. So you can chew it up and put it on scrapes, cuts, and stings." In his concentration, he hadn't even noticed the arrival of Junji or Bakugou. "And you can use it for a bandage." Pip wrapped the leaf around his leg, tucking the tip through the small incision, a bit similar to a belt. He pulled it to a tightness that wouldn't suffocate the wound, but wouldn't result in a dislodging, either. "There. You should change it out every day and a half or so."
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For the time being, he had a bandages course to oversee, and when he saw Garrett was the first to approach, Peppino's curled tail gave a few wags. "Garrett! It's-" He paused as the other boy presented his scratch, a small furrow forming between mismatched eyes, which wrinkled with concern. "Oh, you should have said something earlier. Even small scratches can get worse. Here, sit." Peppino took two leaves, one of the longer ones with a small incision at an end and one smaller plantain leaf. Pip inspected the cut a bit more, glad to notice there was no debris inside, though he still turned to rummage through the nearby bag for a small jar. "This is saline. It's boiled water and salt that cleans wounds." He tipped it into a smaller cup, which he ran over Garrett's wound.
Pip chewed the shorter leaf, dropped the mushed result into his paw, and dabbed it on the cut. "Plantain is anti...anti-inflammatory. So you can chew it up and put it on scrapes, cuts, and stings." In his concentration, he hadn't even noticed the arrival of Junji or Bakugou. "And you can use it for a bandage." Pip wrapped the leaf around his leg, tucking the tip through the small incision, a bit similar to a belt. He pulled it to a tightness that wouldn't suffocate the wound, but wouldn't result in a dislodging, either. "There. You should change it out every day and a half or so."
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