Day 3

News:
There was a fight between Groups Green and Yellow. There was blood and they came to me to fix it. I sterilized it and bandaged it up. I found, in a freezer in the kitchens, a box of 100s of unopened turkey slices. I opened it immediately to serve to the sick and injured.

Illnesses: SAME
Injuries:
17
a: Swollen ankle, Sarah Lemandola, unrecorded, treated
b: Slash on side, Hale Iglesias, recorded at 8:46 a.m., treated
15 unrecorded

No food other than turkey given out

Medicines:
2 bandages
1 pair of crutches


I am writing this in a haste because while it must be done, the battle rages on. By far does Team Black have more superior weapons, but they are many and they are angry. Our guards are holding them back using fire extinguishers, but a few have slipped through the crowds and are attacking Intelligence. I must go to fight and help the injured.

Flame
Head of Medicines and Food

Day 2

Today there was no activity, really. People were confused as to what to do in the mornings, but the bodyguards helped them along their little morning routines. Clover had a talk with the technologies. They'd been messing around with the games online. Clover had HK wire the laptops so they couldn't. JB had a talk with them too, and reminded them what life would be like if they weren't in Group Black. It would be bad. Oh, yes. The other groups weren't as skilled, as organized as ours. They didn't have the cafeteria, or the nurses office or the entire bottom floor. No, they had pitiful little rooms, and were under our command. I noticed there was mold on the meager supplies of turkey we had left, so I threw it out. Clover thought I should just scrape off the mold, but I said that I wasn't taking any chances, and that skimping in the food department meant lots of work in the medicine department, considering people would get sick and come to me.

Injuries:
1
a: Dylan Snow, twisted ankle, recorded at 9:40 a.m., treated
Illnesses:
4
a: Michael Rodriguez, slight cold, recorded at 9:14 a.m., treated
b: Sophie Xandru, Slight cold and cough, recorded at 8:57 p.m., treated
c: Emma Smith, asthma attack, recorded at 3:01 p.m., treated
d: Simon Nodnea, possible flu, recorded at 5:48 a.m., untreated due to lack of supplies

Quarantine: inside my office
2
a: Emma Smith, checked in at 3:24 p.m., due to recurring asthma attacks
b: Simon Nodnea, checked in at 5:52 a.m., due to untreated possible flu

Food given out:
Apples to each team, bananas to people allergic to apples
Assorted milks to each team
Popcorn to each team

Medicines handed out:
Pills given and checked out properly to all who need it
Bandages given to Dylan Snow, 9:44 a.m.
Crutches given out to Dylan Snow, 9:46 a.m.
1 asthma inhaler, checked out at 3:17 p.m., given to Emma Smith

That's all that happened today. We have a quickly dwindling supply of chicken patties, the only real food we have.

Flame
Head of Medicine and Food

Day 1

News: Mass confusion and chaos. Our  guards are out there 24/7, so we only have me, and the medics and technology to help us fight in case the other groups come to attack us. We have the Intelligence, too, but we need them to stay back and defend the medicines, food and laptops.

Todays injuries:
1
a: Sophie Xandru, slight scrape on knee, recorded at 4:35 p.m., treated


Illnesses:
2
a: Mathew Iesenhower, possible flu, recorded at 2:03 a.m., treated
b: Emma Smith, slight asthma attack due to stress, recorded at 10:28, treated

Food dealt out:
Fruits given out to all groups,
Milk sent up with guard
Snack of popcorn

Medicines handed out:
1 asthma inhaler: issued to Emma Smith 9/16/11 at 10:36 p.m.
1 bottle off Ibuprofen: issued to Mathew Iesenhower, 9/16/11 at 2:19 a.m.
1 bandage: issued to Sophie Xandru, 9/16/11 at 4:41 p.m.

Problems with:

Food:
0
Med supplies:
0

Report over.

Flame
Head of Medicines and Food