Patient: Many, Men, mostly children
Symptoms: Redness, itching, swelling and blisters caused by poison Ivy.
Treatment: Potato salve
Meeting:
There's no doubt that poison Ivy is in season once more and the young are either not being taught to avoid the plant or do not care. Then, there are those who are intentionally using the plant for harm. I've never understood why, but some children appear to find it amusing to bring misery to others, such as their own siblings.
I'll have to ask Catalinna to see if there are more potatoes to be gotten at the market, though I believe it's not season for them yet. I may have to substitute it for something else, I should still have enough Rosemary. I'll go over my books later.
I did not expect to see Master Zurri again, less so in this state. I do not know what has happened to him, but he's no longer the dwarf that I once knew. Unable to speak, communication with him has become challenging and given the stubborn nature and pride, he did not last long writing out his messages so that I could understand.
It will be difficult to aid him while I remain unaware what has happened and what he meant by his words.
Catalinna continues to prove to be a good employee and while her humour can be hard to keep up with, she's decent enough company. I was worried about hiring a woman again, but thankfully she's not shown any odd behaviour as some before her. Makes it easier to talk to the woman and her thoughts can be entertaining, if distracting.
My books are in place, my work has not been tampered with, my coin remains untouched and she's honoured her words in regards to the current patient. There is no unease or guilt and it's a welcomed change, I can focus on my work and my patients.
I'll begin her treatment once the man is stable again.
She tells me that she may have found a bellow maker, an acquaintance of hers. I've asked that she bring him to the infirmary so that I may speak with him in person. I'm not certain if he'll be willing to craft the bellow I require or if it's even possible. If not, I may at least be able to get some ideas from the craftsman himself.
The patient still hasn't managed to speak and I'm growing concerned that the method may have rendered him mute. I still hold hope that it's due to his weakened state, but this is unknown territory.
The black pudding has arrived and I shall attempt to have him eat it later. I can only assume that it will help him replenish what he's lost. It remains unconfirmed for now.
