Chapter Nineteen – Saving a Leg
The first face Albert saw when he woke up was the battalion MO.
“Welcome to the land of the living,” said the Medical Officer, seeing Albert waking up. “Don’t worry, it’s just a graze, you’ll be right as rain in no time.”
“Grieve?” Albert asked.
“Ah, your friend. I’m afraid he wasn’t so lucky.”
“Is he?”
“Dead? Yes, I’m afraid so. Shot to the head.”
“How long was I out for?” Albert checked for his watch, he looked around; it seemed to still be night time.
“Oh, not long. You were very lucky, Pioneer, your wound is very slight, just a surface wound, you won’t even need to go to the casualty clearing station. Make sure you keep it clean though, if you get an infection in there we might have to end up taking your leg off, I’ve seen it before.”
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