Crew practices for space injuries

Posted by tourdemars to Mars Society at July 27, 2003 12:00 PM

I lay there staring up at the narrow sliver of sky. The clouds I could see were lazily making their way north. After a while, two heads appeared, looking down at me through plastic shields. “How does it feel?” one of them asked through my radio headset. I nodded, unable to answer. I tried to move my arm, but it was snugly secured to my chest. I couldn’t feel the push-to-talk button, even if I could have moved my arm over to reach it. Then the heads disappeared, and the clouds began to move again.