Compilation Of One Sh*ts Stories

First Aid

Wednesday morning, I woke up when I felt the heat of the sun that is coming from our window touches my skin.

I look at my cellphone to see what time is it already. And I'm shocked because I woke up late this time, it's already 8:30 in the morning. I still have many modules to answer.

I get up to my bed and do my morning routines.

While I'm walking my way to our dining area, I notice that our house is so quite and I can only hear my own footsteps.

Where are the people? Where's mama and papa? Well I think papa is already in his way to his work place. While mama and my siblings? I don't know.

Then I decided to take a look in the backyard. So, I went out using our backdoor.

I went to the backyard, only to find mama there while sweeping the dry leaves from the mannga tree. While my brother is making a toy using a wood. He's forming a circle, probably a wheel for his toy car.

He is holding a saw. I look to his back and there I saw a bolo.

"Ma, you let him use sharp things? What if he'll get hurt?" I asked mama.

She looked at me and gave me a questioning look.

"Seriously Aye? He can handle himself." she said.

I just hissed and turn my back to them. I need to eat breakfast.

I am counting my steps as I walk in my way back to our house. And when I'm about to enter the backdoor, I heard a loud cry coming from my back.

I look back and I saw my brother crying while holding his left hand. I saw bloods dripping from his wounded hand.

My mama immediately move to help him but I notice that she's nervous because her hand is shaking.

I walk faster to reach them. He's crying and he's a little bit pale.

I drag him to our kitchen where our faucet was placed. I wash his hand with clean water.

While I'm cleaning his wound, he stopped crying but he is flinching in pain. His wound is half inch long, it's not deep that's why it immediately stopped bleeding after I washed his hand.

I drag him again to our sala and mama is already preparing the first aid kit.

"Aye, I didn't notice that we don't have a gauze bandage." mama said while preparing the alcohol and cotton.

"It's fine. We can use a clean cloth for dressing his wound." I answered.

I put some alcohol in my hands to avoid infecting his wound. I pour alcohol in the cotton and I slowly tap it in his wound, he flinched as he felt the stinging effect of alcohol. I blow it a little to lessen the pain he's feeling.

After I clean his wound, I put a medicine for wounds for his fast healing. Then I uses the white and clean cloth to stop it from bleeding again.

"Feeling better?" I look at him and I notice that his lips is coming back to it's normal. He's not pale anymore.

He nod at me as a response.

A sigh escape from my lips after I finished giving my brother a first aid.

"Ma, bring him to the nearest health center. I maybe gave him the first aid he needs but we're not sure if he's really far from infections or tetanus." I said.

She just nod at me.

While I'm giving first aid to my brother I observed that, earlier he's pale but when his wound stopped bleeding he calmed down. The color of his lips came back to normal. Maybe he's just afraid of the blood.

I also used a clean cloth for the replacement of the gauze bandage. And after giving first aid, we still need an expert to check our work and the patient.