Post by Sarah Ingersoll on Mar 9, 2014 14:31:50 GMT
[Bridge ----> Sickbay]
Sarah, after having run that Level One diagnostic and pronouncing the tactical systems fully functional, finally got the opportunity to report for that physical. She hadn't seen Kate in a couple of hours; she could only assume that her friend had found some business in the Science department to keep her busy. Making sure that a relief officer took her place, she boarded the turbolift. =/\=Sickbay.=/\= She about half-expected to hear another "unable to comply", but the lift just beeped in acknowledgement, and obediently whisked her off to her destination.
Sarah arrived in Sickbay to find the medical personnel fussing over an injured ensign. This must be Yutaro, she thought. Poor bloke that ate a force field. She had a pretty good idea what that felt like, having experienced a Brig forcefield during her Security training. But at least she'd been expecting it. She igured she could wait a moment for her physical, but she had to know: "Is he quite alright?"
Post by Sarah Ingersoll on Mar 11, 2014 2:15:22 GMT
Sarah turned at the voice, and the ghost of a smile crossed her lips at seeing her "old" friend. "No, he's an engineer. A security forcefield randomly malfunctioned on him." One could tell that, even though she'd just barely arrived aboard, and even though it was a computer malfunction, as CTSO she felt a measure of responsibility. "Nobody that's just doing his job should ever have to endure this. I want to find out how this happened, and per'aps build in some sort of safeguard."
Post by Nayomi Chavet on Mar 11, 2014 11:49:23 GMT
Yutaro was almost ready for transfer, Nayomi was just finishing her last few checks when Ensign Ingersoll walked in. "Once he gets back to the full medical facility on earth, he will be fine. I simply don't have the equipment here needed to help him. However, it could be a long road to recovery before he is fit for duty again. We had quite a rough first ride on this boat, Poor Yutaro took the brunt of it.” She patted the unconscious officer on the shoulder and turned to Sarah. My name is Nayomi Chavet, Ensign and the CMO. I am also fairly new to the ship, although it feels like I have already been through a lot already."
The new tactical officer nodded. Nayomi expected they had been briefed on the ship's virus on their way in. "Well, first things first." Nayomi grabbed an anti-rad inoculation. "Put out your arm, these are going to be mandatory for the next couple of days. I don't want any of my crew sprouting horns." She smiled, trying to make light of the situation. Having completed that Nayomi pulled up Sarah's medical records and frowned. "Hmm, we must still be having issues with the system, it looks like the file was corrupted when they transferred it over. Oh well, I guess we start from scratch. First of all do you have any medical conditions I should be aware of? Allergies? Previous injuries or illness? When was your last physical? Are you currently involved in an intimate with any of the following species..."
Before Sarah could answer Nayomi's interrogation the doors to sickbay opened and the new Science officer walked in. This must be a new record, two new crewmembers reporting for their physical in record time and no need for me to nag
"No, he's an engineer. A security forcefield randomly malfunctioned on him." One could tell that, even though she'd just barely arrived aboard, and even though it was a computer malfunction, as CTSO she felt a measure of responsibility. "Nobody that's just doing his job should ever have to endure this. I want to find out how this happened, and per'aps build in some sort of safeguard."
Nayomi gave Kate the anti-rad inoculation as well. “If I never have to deal with another case like this, I would be more than happy. Welcome to the El Salvador Kate, I am the CMO Ensign Chavet, but please call me Nayomi. I was just grilling Sarah for her medical history since her file never made it over. Let’s see if yours did.” Nayomi checked, and sure enough it did not. “Looks like I get to grill you too.” she handed each women a padd with a lengthy list of medical questions ranging from the mundane (what is your height) to the more personal (have you ever had sexual relations with a Varro or a Bolian?). “Fill these out for me, then I will do a routine set of tests and then you can be on your way.”
<Tag Kate and Sarah>
While the new officers filled out the padd Nayomi pulled up Commander Irae’s medical record. She had noted the facial scarring when she first met Deis, but at the time everything was topsy turvy and she hadn’t asked about it. Normally the procedure to repair such damage would be only a matter of a few passes with a dermal regenerator, but these scars where old and would take a slightly different bag of tricks to repair.
Post by Sarah Ingersoll on Mar 12, 2014 1:57:05 GMT
Sarah resisted the urge to roll her eyes, a habit that had gotten her a right good reaming from her Marine unarmed combat instructor. Instead, she just sighed and accepted the padd from the doctor. Wonderful, getting to re-live these things again. Well, at least she'd have something to do her on her first sleepless night aboard. If I ever ay my hands on the bloody pillock that made this mess... She sighed again, and headed out to find her new quarters, muttering to herself as she perused the questionaire. Blimey! A Varro? A bloody Bolian?
Katie looked over the Padd and shook her head. "I get tired of filling out these forms." she said as she tapped away at the screen (note bio link below). Katie watched as Sarah left sickbay before going back to the form. "If I miss anything just ask." she said to Nayomi as she handed her back the Padd.
"If there is nothing else, I'd like to get back to the bridge." she stated.
Post by Nayomi Chavet on Mar 12, 2014 21:30:50 GMT
It did not take long to complete the two new crew member’s physicals. Nayomi was about to plow head first into writing up her reports for the day when she was suddenly hit with the realization that A) She was exceptionally hungry, B) she was exhausted and C) she was starting to stink. This all made sense when she considered that since arriving on the ship she had barely eaten a bite, had maybe slept three hours (wedged between crates of excess supplies that had taken up most of her quarters) and was fairly certain this was the same uniform she arrived in.
“Janice” Nayomi flagged down her head nurse “I am going to look after a neglected patient, myself. If anyone needs me call, but please try to avoid that unless necessary.
Janice smiled “I was debating whether or not I should say something Ensign, you look like you’ve been to hell and back. We’ve got sickbay covered, go and get some rest.
Nayomi headed back to her quarters debating whether to take offence at Janice’s comment. Once she got a glimpse of herself in the mirror she realized the nurse had made and understatement, she looked worse than hell. Fortunately the shuttle that had dropped off the new crew had also taken the extra medical equipment back with them, her quarters now looked more like a home and less like a cargo hold. she peeled off her uniform and left it as a heap on the floor, lacking the energy to throw it in the disposal unit. Stepping into the bathroom she was ecstatic to see a real water shower. Being an officer had it’s privileges. It was probably one of the longest showers she had ever had, but boy did it feel good. Once finished she pulled on a pair of silk jammies and ordered the replicator to produce a plate of spaghetti and meat balls, a human dish she fell in love with back the the academy.
settling in front of her console she started to tuck in. Before she could take a bite she had an incoming call from Trill Prime. It was her mother. So much for a little RandR.
“I have been trying to reach you for days!” Her mother exclaimed, Her hair was in it’s usual messy bun, a paint brush poking off to one side. She was wearing an apron and looked like she had been in the same room as a rainbow bomb. “Are you alright! I heard something about a virus and radiation and you didn’t answer any of my messages!”
How did her mom know about the virus? For an art teacher she had quite network of spies. “I’m fine mom, we had some trouble on our shake down cruise so I was rather busy. I’m going to eat while we visit if that is ok. I have finally had a chance to sit down.”
“What are you eating? Is that that spogeto stuff you made last time you were here? Why do you eat that, I should send you the recipe for my Syto bean casserole, much better.” Nayomi did not have the heart to tell her she would be getting her food from a replicator, safer that way then trying to cook. She had a tendency to land her table guests in her sickbay. “Listen, our sister’s new show is premiering next week, you know that reality TV thing with the judges and the dancing contestants. I’m hosting a big party here that night and everyone will be here. I want you to come. Grena and Thale’s son Jakett will be here. You don’t remember him but you used to be play mates when you were young. He is quite handsome and very single….”
Nayomi seemed to recall a Jakett pulling her hair out and setting fire to her stuffed Mreker when she was five. “I will ask the captain if I can have some leave, but I can’t promise anything.” She had no intention of talking to Savot at all, but at least this answer would prevent her mother from nagging her daily. “I have not slept in days mom. Tell Dad I love him and give Thrassos a hug from me, I’ll talk to you soon ok. I promise.”
The look of disappointment on her mom’s face momentarily made Nayomi weak, but she steeled her resolve and ended the call. Then it was off to bed for a good and well deserved sleep.
Lieutenant Nayomi Chavet Chief Medical Officer USS El-Salvador C
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