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//don't worry about it!!
It was...difficult to know what was broken, at times, when he had no way of seeing through skin and muscle to bone; he had never had to treat someone with broken bones yet, so the task was daunting, enough that he momentarily searched for Junji before remembering that at the moment, Pip was the only necro mamba. He further calmed himself forcibly, reiterating that if he became panicked and anxious, it would very likely worsen the situation further. From her breathing, Pip surmised her ribs had taken damage, likely broken, though she wasn't spitting up blood or coughing, which meant that, fortunately, her lungs remained intact, at least for the time being. If he shifted her and it turned out there were rib pieces, that could lead to a puncture, so he wouldn't move her until she regained consciousness.
There wasn't anything he could do for her ribs, so with gentle, careful movements, making certain not to jostle her, the young canine examined her limbs. The front left paw he noted first. There was no compound fracture, thankfully, which were messy, but it wasn't as though he could see precisely anything. There was swelling around the tarsus area, and if it was broken, he would need to immobilize the bones distal and proximal to the area via splint. However, he would not create one just yet, moving on to the shoulder, which was clearly dislocated, and he wouldn't be able to realign it until he knew she wasn't in danger of her ribs worsening. The hind leg -what he could make of it, from how she laid- had swelling at the femur area.
Again, he would need to move her for that. For now, he decided to dress the gashes from the branches, gently cleaning them with saline and applying comfrey poultices, over which went plantain leaves. She would likely be very sore, so he made a mental note to arrange a warm salt bath for her later.
The canine stepped away, rummaging in his satchel, retrieving materials to fashion a splint. He would have to measure the sticks to her limb, and he broke off pieces to a suitable length. Around part of her paw and up the ulna Pip wrapped a padded cloth, to cushion the splint when he secured it, which was going to be...tricky. In the end, he had the opposite side's stick kept in place via a stone to prop it against, with a paw pressing the closest side's stick in place while he used his jaws to tie them firmly.
It was the most he could do for now without moving her too much.
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It was...difficult to know what was broken, at times, when he had no way of seeing through skin and muscle to bone; he had never had to treat someone with broken bones yet, so the task was daunting, enough that he momentarily searched for Junji before remembering that at the moment, Pip was the only necro mamba. He further calmed himself forcibly, reiterating that if he became panicked and anxious, it would very likely worsen the situation further. From her breathing, Pip surmised her ribs had taken damage, likely broken, though she wasn't spitting up blood or coughing, which meant that, fortunately, her lungs remained intact, at least for the time being. If he shifted her and it turned out there were rib pieces, that could lead to a puncture, so he wouldn't move her until she regained consciousness.
There wasn't anything he could do for her ribs, so with gentle, careful movements, making certain not to jostle her, the young canine examined her limbs. The front left paw he noted first. There was no compound fracture, thankfully, which were messy, but it wasn't as though he could see precisely anything. There was swelling around the tarsus area, and if it was broken, he would need to immobilize the bones distal and proximal to the area via splint. However, he would not create one just yet, moving on to the shoulder, which was clearly dislocated, and he wouldn't be able to realign it until he knew she wasn't in danger of her ribs worsening. The hind leg -what he could make of it, from how she laid- had swelling at the femur area.
Again, he would need to move her for that. For now, he decided to dress the gashes from the branches, gently cleaning them with saline and applying comfrey poultices, over which went plantain leaves. She would likely be very sore, so he made a mental note to arrange a warm salt bath for her later.
The canine stepped away, rummaging in his satchel, retrieving materials to fashion a splint. He would have to measure the sticks to her limb, and he broke off pieces to a suitable length. Around part of her paw and up the ulna Pip wrapped a padded cloth, to cushion the splint when he secured it, which was going to be...tricky. In the end, he had the opposite side's stick kept in place via a stone to prop it against, with a paw pressing the closest side's stick in place while he used his jaws to tie them firmly.
It was the most he could do for now without moving her too much.
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