Summer 51st, 512 AV
It was another day, but Gemma's dad wanted to review poultices quickly before moving on to the next topic. He held a large leaf in his hand and they stood outside.
"All right, so there's one more method, super quick and easy, that you can use to make a poultice. It's perfect for little cuts and stings and such." He said.
"So you take the leaf and you just roll it up like this." He showed her, and she took another leaf and followed his lead.
"So once it's rolled, gently bruise the leaf with your fingers and hands until the whole thing is bruised. If you break some of it that's fine." He said.
Gemma did her best not to break the leaf, but it was hard to get the level of finesse she needed not to do so. "Why not just use a mortar and pestle?" She asked.
"You might not always have a mortar and pestle!" She knew he was going to say that. He had more experience, and he had traveled. She had never been out of the direct surroundings of the city, so it was hard to imagine being stuck somewhere without her tools.
"So once you bruise it, yes, that's good." He said, checking her work. "Once you're done, unroll it gently and apply it to the wound flat." He said, doing so for her to see. She tried to imitate him, but it was hard. The leaf stuck to itself. Finally though, she got an uglier version of what her dad showed her.
"Good! Now spread that on the wound flat. Just lay it over the wound like a blanket. Yes, that's it." He said, offering his own arm as before. She laid the leaf over the arm and let it stick to his skin.
"Good, now leave that there and wrap the wound in a bandage like normal, but be careful not to break the leaf." He said.
Gemma got out the practice bandage they used so they wouldn't keep wasting more bandages. She gently laid one end of the bandage over a piece of mullin and pressed both against her dad's arm.
"There you go, now wrap gently." He said. She followed his instructions, tying the bandage by tucking it under itself at the end and securing it in place.
"Boom. Simple and easy! What do you think?" Her dad asked, holding out his arm to inspect it before giving it back to her to unwrap.
"I don't know, I thought it would be easier. I prefer my toolkit." She admitted.
"Oh, never mind that! That's what practice is for!" Her dad nudged her as she unwrapped his arm and dusted the leaf parts from the bandage before laying it out to try. She took the leaf off of his arm and tossed it on the ground near the flowers to decompose and become part of the circle of life again.
"I guess." She said. She had to admit, this was still better than having her dad cut himself, but it was hard for her to think of it that way. Every time she thought she was getting good at herbalism, some new little challenge stood in her way and she had to practice a mundane task until mastering it. She had a long way to go.
It was another day, but Gemma's dad wanted to review poultices quickly before moving on to the next topic. He held a large leaf in his hand and they stood outside.
"All right, so there's one more method, super quick and easy, that you can use to make a poultice. It's perfect for little cuts and stings and such." He said.
"So you take the leaf and you just roll it up like this." He showed her, and she took another leaf and followed his lead.
"So once it's rolled, gently bruise the leaf with your fingers and hands until the whole thing is bruised. If you break some of it that's fine." He said.
Gemma did her best not to break the leaf, but it was hard to get the level of finesse she needed not to do so. "Why not just use a mortar and pestle?" She asked.
"You might not always have a mortar and pestle!" She knew he was going to say that. He had more experience, and he had traveled. She had never been out of the direct surroundings of the city, so it was hard to imagine being stuck somewhere without her tools.
"So once you bruise it, yes, that's good." He said, checking her work. "Once you're done, unroll it gently and apply it to the wound flat." He said, doing so for her to see. She tried to imitate him, but it was hard. The leaf stuck to itself. Finally though, she got an uglier version of what her dad showed her.
"Good! Now spread that on the wound flat. Just lay it over the wound like a blanket. Yes, that's it." He said, offering his own arm as before. She laid the leaf over the arm and let it stick to his skin.
"Good, now leave that there and wrap the wound in a bandage like normal, but be careful not to break the leaf." He said.
Gemma got out the practice bandage they used so they wouldn't keep wasting more bandages. She gently laid one end of the bandage over a piece of mullin and pressed both against her dad's arm.
"There you go, now wrap gently." He said. She followed his instructions, tying the bandage by tucking it under itself at the end and securing it in place.
"Boom. Simple and easy! What do you think?" Her dad asked, holding out his arm to inspect it before giving it back to her to unwrap.
"I don't know, I thought it would be easier. I prefer my toolkit." She admitted.
"Oh, never mind that! That's what practice is for!" Her dad nudged her as she unwrapped his arm and dusted the leaf parts from the bandage before laying it out to try. She took the leaf off of his arm and tossed it on the ground near the flowers to decompose and become part of the circle of life again.
"I guess." She said. She had to admit, this was still better than having her dad cut himself, but it was hard for her to think of it that way. Every time she thought she was getting good at herbalism, some new little challenge stood in her way and she had to practice a mundane task until mastering it. She had a long way to go.