Molly laughed. "That I can help you with. And you'll likely need a pair of socks. It's a bit cool in here, and your extremities might get cold."
Molly looked pointedly at Damon. "Right then, Clint, you go into the hall till we call you with an all clear. No.. wait... bring us a basin of some warm, mildy soapy water and a rag, please. She looked at his injured arm. It doen't have to be heavy. Two three cups of water ought to do. Maybe you should get someone to help you."
Molly turned her attention back to Claire. "Okay, You've got at least three doctors here, which is great, because I've only ever assisted the midwife with two human births and witnessed another in a coach type position. However, if you're about to give birth to a colt... I'm your woman. I've delivered thirty of them without much help, some with complications." Molly frowned at Claire's stomach. "You're not about to throw a colt are you? You're a bit small for a full term equine."
She looked up to meet Claire's eyes and winked, her own eyes dancing with mischief. "If you think having an infant is hard, just consider how much worse it could be if there were hooves."
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Date: 2006-09-05 09:50 pm (UTC)Molly looked pointedly at Damon. "Right then, Clint, you go into the hall till we call you with an all clear. No.. wait... bring us a basin of some warm, mildy soapy water and a rag, please. She looked at his injured arm. It doen't have to be heavy. Two three cups of water ought to do. Maybe you should get someone to help you."
Molly turned her attention back to Claire. "Okay, You've got at least three doctors here, which is great, because I've only ever assisted the midwife with two human births and witnessed another in a coach type position. However, if you're about to give birth to a colt... I'm your woman. I've delivered thirty of them without much help, some with complications." Molly frowned at Claire's stomach. "You're not about to throw a colt are you? You're a bit small for a full term equine."
She looked up to meet Claire's eyes and winked, her own eyes dancing with mischief. "If you think having an infant is hard, just consider how much worse it could be if there were hooves."