Irad keeps having nightmares but we did pack her food with extra nutrients and calories so with luck she can get her weight up.
It’s touch and go with her only able to take at most a few bites of things at a time before losing appetite. The doctor at the hospital told me her malnourishment is pretty bad. Nate and I are doing everything we can think of to help her get her weight up.
Irad was always very slender… she did not need starvation on top of that.
I’m calling it Operation: T.H.I.C.C. She has to stay Totally Hydrated and we need to Increase Calories Consumed.
She’s at least attempting to force herself to eat snacks though and I think sitting her in front of the holovision at mealtime aided in this regard. Instead of just plain water, we give her juice and milk, too.
Now, as for Father… he and I were getting along quite well but he did decide to recall the advanced prototype cybernetic I had installed on Jace on the grounds of safety concerns. I feel that his concerns were valid as I had not tested the prosthetic sufficiently before giving it to Jace but Jace does not see things that way and he and dad… do not like each other very much.
We’d had a disagreement about Jace and regretfully I stomped out to go back to mining with him. I haven’t been mining nearly enough to continue paying our rent and with the new building on our property that is going to increase how much we pay the Viscara title office. When Jace and I came back from the caves… I found out dad had gotten into a firefight with Norm. Norm the big tough guy who eats blasters for breakfast. I guess dad was more upset about our fight than he let on because that was not a great move. He’s probably going to need to have his leg amputated. The bone and muscle are too mangled for him to be able to walk on it again.
Jaycen, Jace and I managed to lash it to a splint so he could be moved more easily once the bleeding got somewhat staunched.
At the hospital the doctor explained dad would be requiring a prosthetic leg and unfortunately the hospital did not have any Chiss compatible blood in their blood bank so they are using synthetic substitute blood and his body will need to take over blood cell production… which means it will gradually replace over time.
Amputation of the mangled leg went off without a hitch though and the doctor and nurse slapped on a cybernetic junction interface over the stump/remnant. It’s up to me to build dad a new leg.
Business… yeah we’re kind of struggling against the monopoly Kho Khan is enjoying. That fat cat wants to buy us out too and hasn’t been shy about it. We can’t sell though. Dad was tasked with establishing a thriving trade hub and this isn’t just about livelihood… the penalty for failure is death.
