None But The Brave

None but the BraveTwenty minutes after he came to, he found that his left arm had been amputated.He had opened his eyes, looked about, recognized a hospital tent, remembered being wounded, and closed his eyes. Relax, he thought. That's the main thing. Relax.A few minutes later, his left thigh began to itch. He reached down with his left hand and scratched, but nothing happened. He tried again. No sensation. Anesthetized, he thought. Or arm's asleep. What's the word for it? He thought hard, tryin...