Chapter 2

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Hey pups Im sorry for not getting this up sooner

I rushed around the hospital room to gather everything I could think of the to help him. I grabbed fresh bandages, gauze, scissors, a couple small bowls with a soft rag, clean sheets, blankets and pillows, and a clean hospital gown. I then set the blankets, sheets and pillows, in a chair next to the bed. I then set up an area with the small bowl, rag, scissors and gauze, fresh bandages and antibiotics. I start to take off his dirty hospital gown and bandages. I put some rubbing alcohol in on of the bowls, then use a rag to carefully clean the burns. I then get warm water in the other bowl and start to clean his face and anywhere that needs cleaned. I then take the stuff out of the chair and put him in it do I can change the sheets. So I take the pillow cases off the pillows and put clean ones on. I then take the dirty sheets off and put the clean ones on. Then I take all the dirty stuff and put it in the hamper. I then lay Peter back on the bed and start to apply the antibiotics. I then put gauze over it and wrap the areas in the fresh bandage wraps. I then move the pillows and put a bowl with warm water in it under his head to get the dirt and grime out of his hair. After his hair is clean I put a towel under his head and places his head on his pillows. After Peter is taken care of I clean up the stuff I used and throw away the dirty bandages and dump out the water. Then I put everything back where it goes and opens the blinds and windows so that Peter can get some fresh air and sunlight. He looks a little better now that he is all cleaned up. I sit down and start talking to him, there wasn't any reason I just decided to vent to someone. "My mom died today, she has been sick for a really long time and she was in a coma the doctors didn't know if she would ever wake up. But it has be three years with no sign of her waking up so they took her off life support. My best friend Scott said he feels sorry for me he nows how it feels to lose a parent his dad left him and his mom when he was little, its not the same as my mom dying but I guess it is close enough because Scott never sees his dad anymore. Well bye Peter my dad is probably looking for me, but I'll come back to visit." I leave to go back to my dad so that we could go home.

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