27th Ashan, 717
She'd put it all into her hands, but it was still in her head and her heart and she could not quite shift it. It was a technique the slavers had taught her, which she used regularly. Look at her hands, put it all in them. All the emotion, all the fear and worry. Walking into the Order of the Adunih, Faith sighed slightly and whispered. "But they're not big enough to hold it. What do I do then?" The young devotee of Famula was emotionally exhausted, still reeling from the pregnancy, birth and subsequent events of just last season, she was starting to think that she actually could not do this. But, of course, she could. She could, she would and she had to. For the four men in here, for the people who would be hurt if she did not when they sufferred the same debilitating disease and, of course, for him. Padraig had this Lightbane, and she was going to cure it. She had been before that, but it gave her extra impetus. "Everything I do, I dedicate to you Famula. I will cure this if it is your will and I put myself in your hands." The determined and devout young woman did not doubt it ~ whatever occurred would be the best thing which could.
So, she got into the Order and went to Galena's office, where she knocked on the door. She heard Galena's voice call out and Faith entered. Galena looked up and smiled. "Faith. Come in, have a seat. Your four patients are due later, aren't they?" Galena was Faith's mentor and, although they hadn't known each other an overly long time, they got on well and worked well together. Galena was almost maternal with Faith, as she was with all of her greencloaks. Faith, in fact, was the only blue cloak in the place.
"Thank you, Galena. Yes, they are. I have some ideas of treatments for them, I've been reading up on it, and I think I have a good grasp of what we know, and what we don't." Faith thought that the latter category was far bigger than the former and that was not a good thing. "We do not know how the disease is transmitted so it is possible, although unlikely, that it is contagious and that it is passed on by a difficult to achieve means. Do we have records of those who have had it, it's distribution and so on?" Galena shook her head, looking a little suprised at the question.
"Why would we?"
"To track the spread and causation of the disease. Of all diseases."
Galena shook her head. "We have never kept such records. Tell me, if you will, why you think they'd help?"
"What if the Lightbane disease is passed on via, I don't know, a scratch caused by an Enormowl? Without information about where the disease has happened, and the people who have caught it. Also, just as importantly, where it does not and who has not, we are stopping ourselves from seeing patterns and potential cures. We need to implement it Galena."
Galena looked at Faith and the older woman wondered what it was that made this short and slight woman so very fierce in some situations. Yet, Galena had seen Faith in groups and she barely spoke. "I don't see how we can begin to implement that, Faith."
"At the beginning, Galena. By starting the records now. Here and now. We get records on each patient in here and we start the process now. I'll speak to the University, see if we can use them as a central record. This has to be worthy of study. It has to be." Faith then leaned forward and got some parchment, lifted from Galena's desk without a question. The older woman raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "Alright. We need sex and age, obviously. Where they live, where they work. Race and what racial make up they have if they're mixed race. If they've travelled recently and any other illnesses or diseases." There would be other information, Faith was sure, but if Lightbane had always been contagious, or if they could have found out how it was spread, then maybe it could be prevented more. After all, they had a herbal treatment which was effective at preventing it with a garlic, honey and echinacea mixture.
"Please, Galena, can we implement this? It might save lives." Galena looked at the young woman sitting opposite her and she smiled.
"Yes, we can. You get the co operation of the Academy, of the Clinic and so on. But you have ours." Faith gave a prayer of thanks to Famula for the woman here, who at least accepted sense.
So, she got into the Order and went to Galena's office, where she knocked on the door. She heard Galena's voice call out and Faith entered. Galena looked up and smiled. "Faith. Come in, have a seat. Your four patients are due later, aren't they?" Galena was Faith's mentor and, although they hadn't known each other an overly long time, they got on well and worked well together. Galena was almost maternal with Faith, as she was with all of her greencloaks. Faith, in fact, was the only blue cloak in the place.
"Thank you, Galena. Yes, they are. I have some ideas of treatments for them, I've been reading up on it, and I think I have a good grasp of what we know, and what we don't." Faith thought that the latter category was far bigger than the former and that was not a good thing. "We do not know how the disease is transmitted so it is possible, although unlikely, that it is contagious and that it is passed on by a difficult to achieve means. Do we have records of those who have had it, it's distribution and so on?" Galena shook her head, looking a little suprised at the question.
"Why would we?"
"To track the spread and causation of the disease. Of all diseases."
Galena shook her head. "We have never kept such records. Tell me, if you will, why you think they'd help?"
"What if the Lightbane disease is passed on via, I don't know, a scratch caused by an Enormowl? Without information about where the disease has happened, and the people who have caught it. Also, just as importantly, where it does not and who has not, we are stopping ourselves from seeing patterns and potential cures. We need to implement it Galena."
Galena looked at Faith and the older woman wondered what it was that made this short and slight woman so very fierce in some situations. Yet, Galena had seen Faith in groups and she barely spoke. "I don't see how we can begin to implement that, Faith."
"At the beginning, Galena. By starting the records now. Here and now. We get records on each patient in here and we start the process now. I'll speak to the University, see if we can use them as a central record. This has to be worthy of study. It has to be." Faith then leaned forward and got some parchment, lifted from Galena's desk without a question. The older woman raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "Alright. We need sex and age, obviously. Where they live, where they work. Race and what racial make up they have if they're mixed race. If they've travelled recently and any other illnesses or diseases." There would be other information, Faith was sure, but if Lightbane had always been contagious, or if they could have found out how it was spread, then maybe it could be prevented more. After all, they had a herbal treatment which was effective at preventing it with a garlic, honey and echinacea mixture.
"Please, Galena, can we implement this? It might save lives." Galena looked at the young woman sitting opposite her and she smiled.
"Yes, we can. You get the co operation of the Academy, of the Clinic and so on. But you have ours." Faith gave a prayer of thanks to Famula for the woman here, who at least accepted sense.
