#oh that is fine
When the whumpee is finally able to sleep, the caretakers make it their mission to ensure no one wakes them up/they’re as comfortable as possible.
Someone remains in the room at all times, ensuring the whumpees pillows are positioned correctly, their blankets are pulled up and that the whumpee does not open stitches/accidentally uncover bandages.
Others stand guard of the room, ensuring no one enters or leaves - though there is an incident where the delirious whumpee tries to get out, but they’re eventually convinced to go back to bed.
The doctor/more medically informed person checks on them hourly, checking that their wounds are healing well/they’re not running a fever/to administer medicine.
Someone is primed and ready to make some food as soon as it’s needed. After all, how long has it been since the whumpee has had a substantial meal?
Another makes preparations for the whumpees awakening; they keep water at the bedside and fresh clothes and towels next to the heater because the whumpee needs a shower… but not as much as they need sleep.
(This could be interpreted as a general injury/exhaustion fic or a coma fic)
