Taking Care

Chase

I walked back into Lyse’s suite with the poultice and doctor’s instructions.

“Is it here?”, she asked me, her eyes begging for relief.

“Yes. His instructions are to apply it and bandage it once tonight and twice tomorrow, fresh bandages each time. Do you want me to help?”, I asked.

“Please. I’m not entirely sure that I can reach it all.”, she answered.

“Ok. Do you think you could stand in the tub if I can get you there? I’d like to rinse it first.”, I told her.

“I think so. Good thing that I never got my pants on after our run, huh?”, she said while raising her eyebrows at me.

I cleared my throat and picked her up, carrying her to the bathtub.

I stood her up and turned the water to luke warm as she leaned against me, doing her best to remain upright under her own power.

“Sorry, Chase. I may have to lean against you a little bit.”, she said on a sigh.

“It’s ok, Lyse. I don’t mind. Let’s see if we can get this rinsed.”, I said as I picked up a wash cloth and small pitcher.

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