Hailey
The next few weeks went by without any major incidents.
Work at the infirmary was going well. I’d helped nearly half the team build stretching regiments for themselves, as well as helping several others start strength training for old injuries like broken wrists and ankle strains.
Nurse Greyson had been hard on me. She’d critiqued every wrap I’d done, made me explain why I chose one stretch over another to such extreme detail that it made my head spin, and watched like a hawk as I demonstrated strength training exercises.
However, every critique, every note, was making me think through problems more thoroughly. I was getting sharper.
But the workload was insane.
I’d learned that, normally, there were two interns working here any given season. This meant
