The End.

Well, except for the fact that I got my own EMT certification and from now on I take care of myself. Oh, and the following year at camp the laws changed two weeks into the summer, requiring them to not one, but two camp medics. And, it being too late to hire someone new, I moved out of my small canvas tent and into a large warm cabin with, get this, electricity, running (hot) water, a refrigerator, and for some reason, inside the fridge, two cases of Hershey's Chocolate Bars. I had my leg, I had my chocolate. Life is good.