USS Challenger
Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ven Miya (Incoming Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in
Posted by Cadet Tom Little (Scientist) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in
Posted by Cadet Ven Miya (Doctor) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻
<snip>“Yes, Ma’a…Miya.” He soon corrected his words. “I had a bad day on my last job. But this was a half year ago and I’m sure it won’t affect my performance on the ship.” He assured, at least to show her he’s certain of what he’s saying. Although he thought about bribing a doctor to mask the records, but he didn’t want to cause any trouble afterward. Liars have no place in here, and it’s not helping him in the long voyage.
Miya? Before he was about to say something, he noticed that her nose said it all. It’s common for them to have a name in a different order than ours. So he kept the mouth shut and waited for her next question.
Cadet Little
(OOC: He almost said mama mia! haha)
(OOC: Mama Miya? Help!!!!! :D Sorry for the woefully delayed reply.)
“A ‘bad day’?” Miya looked again at the biobed screen and controlled a wince. Traumatic brain injury, as well as clear evidence of major trauma to the legs .... he must have undergone a great deal of rehabilitation to get him fit enough to attend Starfleet Academy. Miya made some quick notes on her PADD then smiled warmly at her patient, hiding her true feelings.
“Hopefully your bad days are over now you’re here. Can I ask, though, do you have any long-term effects from your injuries? Anything we’d have to be aware of, either for treating ongoing symptoms or keeping up physical therapy to help with your recovery? This isn’t about anything that might affect your performance,” she hastened to reassure him, “but it’s about making sure that we can help you to stay as fit and healthy as you can while you’re aboard.”
[Cadet Ven Miya, doctor]
(OOC: “I need somebody help! Not just anybody h.e.l.p!” - Music going on with an umbrella at the back :)
“Shh, I hear you loud and clear. And that’s very nice of you.” Tom replied with a grin. “Let me see…Sleep loss, waking up in the middle of the night. Nightmares, elbowing pillow for no reason. Waking up shaking as if I was hypothermia…Ahh, mostly new norms now.” He chuckled. “The doctor said I had neuro damage, and 93% cured after the recovery process. However, those symptoms won’t vanish. Unless I take a surgery, those will go forever.” He signed. “But then I need to take medications, which I don’t want to rely on.” He then remembered, “Oh, I need to be away from shockwaves. But that’s before rehab from the doc. I guess I can’t join the rock party anymore.” He shmiled. “I tried to keep up PT as it should be helpful. I do feel disoriented when humidity is too much. Well, maybe that’s irrelevant. Anyway, I’m open to your recommendations.”
Even though this was only just a sickbay, it represented what mankind had developed for two thousand years. And fleet’s families can have that for free. Not even cost a federation credit regardless of the treatments. He wished he was here at first, so maybe he wouldn’t waste months walking like a mummy.
Cadet Little