Jack the Ripper – A Love Story ( Excerpt 130 )
The following day, the men seemed more attentive, as if they realised that the knowledge I was giving them might just save their own or a comrades life. The day once again went well, I taught them where and how to use a tourniquet and how to get it just right.
Once again, I had a rewarding day, when the troopers had left, I asked the Sergeant for his opinions, ‘The men are interested, as a Yeomanry unit, they are not strangers we are almost like an extended family. The men know that in some of the earlier battles our boys took a beating, you are offering the means to maybe save a brother or a friend and on that basis, they will serve and respect you, as do I.’
The following day, my volunteers were as keen as ever to learn more ways to possibly assist a wounded comrade. And, I, for my part was just as eager to teach them, I actually felt that in my own small way I was participating in this campaign.
What I was teaching may not win battles, but it could save lives, and as an army Doctor, that was my sole concern, the saving of lives.
Shortly after our lunch break the Colonel and Adjutant paid us a visit, I can’t say I was surprised, if they were allowing me to use their men then they had every right to review their progress. The Sergeant called the troopers to attention, the Colonel told them to, ‘Stand easy!’ he asked me, ‘Was it possible to see a demonstration of their progress?’
I was happy to comply, I called forwards a pair of troopers, ‘A head bandage, if you please’ I ordered, the men immediately set too, and in a short space of time one of the troopers had his head bandaged, both to mine and the Colonel’s satisfaction.
(C) Damian Grange 2019