#ankle injury
When the whumpee hurt their leg and can barely even stand, but they know that if they can get back to the caretaker, then the caretaker will handle everything else. The whumpee forcing themself to limp back to the caretaker, and the caretaker rushing to them as soon as they notice how badly the whumpee is limping. Them reaching out to steady the whumpee and take some of their weight as soon as they get close enough, and the whumpee just crumpling into their chest instead, in too much pain to force themself to keep going now that they know that they’re safe. The caretaker gently lowering them to the ground and looking them over, then scooping them up and carrying them off to get their injuries treated, and murmuring to the whumpee that they did a good job getting to them, and that they’d take care of them now.
When the whumpee has hurt their ankle, and the caretaker has gotten them settled in bed, then left them alone for a few minutes to go gather an ice pack and some water, and the whumpee decides to try to stand up and grab something from the other side of the room. The whumpee falling as soon as they try to put weight on their injured ankle, and landing on the floor with a loud thump. The caretaker hurrying back to the whumpee, and finding them sitting on the floor, clutching their ankle with tears running down their cheeks. The caretaker gently helping the whumpee back into bed, and carefully checking to make sure they haven’t made their ankle worse, then settling an ice pack on it. The whumpee hissing slightly at the sudden cold, and the caretaker asking them how they ended up on the floor. The whumpee admitting that they were trying to grab something, and the caretaker getting it for them, then handing them some water and telling them to just ask for help next time, instead of risking hurting themself even more.
When the whumpee is exhausted and has hurt their ankle, but they’re still trying to get out of bed. Their teammates standing and having a conversation, having no idea how to keep them there short of sitting on them, but the youngest one just leaving the room. The rest of the team following the youngest curiously, and seeing them just crawling into bed with the whumpee. The youngest then curling up against the whumpee’s side, hugging them, and then going to sleep. The whumpee being torn between being annoyed at the youngest for making it so they can’t get up without waking them, and enjoying the cuddles. The rest of their teammates watching from the doorway, and the whumpee glaring at them, then reaching down to stroke the youngest’s hair, then letting themself fall asleep too.
So apparently I fractured my ankle yesterday. I can’t get into the orthopedist for at least 2 days (thanks to the weekend).
What a lovely start to the holiday season.
At least I’ve got enforced time on my butt to write and maybe get my RCNSS gift finished early.
