No sooner had my miner reached Legendary status than he threw himself into the Pit of Endless Falling and Dying. Fortunately, he did so from only 3z up that same pit, but still, what the hell. There were no cave-ins, there were no buzzards making him dodge off the path- he just fell. His right arm, left hand, and both legs were thoroughly mangled- his left leg has overlapping fractures, and his right leg is infected. No nerve damage, so if he survives the infection he'll be alright. At least he had the decency to wait until the hospital was set up- plenty of soap, thread for sutures, gypsum plaster from the caravan and a table and traction bench waiting for him next to his bed. As soon as the water system is running the hospital can await completion after I get a meeting hall up.
And speaking of the water system, I'm nearly ready to hook up the water capture net to the sewers. The water capture net (I need a better name for it) works by allowing water from the biggest murky pools to drain into some large tunnels that lead to the murky pools nearest my sewers. What happens is the water spreads out about 2-3 deep, until winter freezes the lot of it. Come the spring thaw, the ice melts into 7/7's and the extra water fills the tunnels. Once I start drawing water into the sewers, I can manage my water such that I never run out. Of course, this assumes that the water can flow freely enough to fill the sewers before evaporating.
The mechanic in charge of floodgate management (in fact, my only mechanic) just had her second baby right after a successful test of the Primary Floodgates. What I hadn't realized was that dwarves would have babies so fast- in previous forts my dwarves sporulated every year or so, but this newest daughter follows her brother nine months after his birth. Presumably that is the dwarven gestation cycle. Needless to say, the mother is now carrying both babies as well as the tools of her trade around with her.
This is a reclaim of Drunkensteels, and several of the ghosts are holdovers from the first settling. Unsettlingly, the Ghost of the first Doctor has taken to haunting my hospital. Specifically, the hospital bed of my severely injured Miner. While the current doctor is busy suturing . I'd like to think he is offering sage, but useless advice.
"Oh aye, I've seen wounds that bad in my time. I remember when the second militia commander- or was it third? Well, when he was brought in there wasn't much I could do. Watched him bleed out. Messy thing. But hey, you'll do better, and even if you don't being dead isn't so bad. Or it wouldn't be if anyone was ever buried here. It's cold out of the casket, believe m-"
"SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO SUTURE HERE!"