Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Rahm Vesta (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - CO Checking In

Posted by Captain Aaron Foley (Commanding Officer) in Sickbay - CO Checking In

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Rahm Vesta (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - CO Checking In
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Aaron was making his rounds, checking in with various different departments as they were in between missions. It’s something he used to do all of the time, but now that he was CO, it felt more important to him that he made the chance to stop by. There was always more paperwork, even more so on an Academy ship, it would be so easy for him to get lost in his office. But to him, there was something important about making sure people saw him walking through the ship.

First stop for the day though, Sickbay. Turning the corner Aaron walked through the doors into Sickbay, ready to see who would be in at this time of the morning.

Capt Foley - CO

That particular morning, Sickbay thrummed with activity. A hapless NE Nurse Liu stood behind the reception desk, directing a short line of cadets who were finishing up their entry check-ins to different evaluation areas.

The CMO’s office door sat wide open, and Dr. Rahm Vesta sat at her desk with a jeweler’s loupe and a very fine screwdriver, carefully adjusting a small pile of maladjusted tricorders that needed serviced. Out of the corner of her squinted free eye, she noticed the figure of the Captain in the main lobby.

“Yoo-hoo! Captain Foley!” she called, making one final adjustment then securing the tricorder access panel closed and moving the device to the line of fixed tricorders to her right. “Come in, come in! Just doing some light housekeeping at the moment but I always have time for you!”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“I appreciate it,” Aaron said as he stepped into her office. He surveyed her desk, and the line of tricorders sitting there. “We really haven’t had a chance to talk since you came on board, between getting our latest assignment wrapped up, and the grand shuffle that was command of this ship. So I wanted to take the opportunity to stop by and see how everything was going.

“That and the minor detail of Command wanting me to get updated physical in the records. I think they are a little paranoid that they will have to replace another CO on the Challenger in the near future,” he said with a chuckle.

Capt Foley - CO

Dr. Rahm sat down the loupe and turned off her task lighting.

“You don’t have to explain a thing–though I appreciate it,” she said. “There certainly was a lot of movement at once, and I’m still working on getting Medical just the way I like it, but we’re getting there.”

Vesta stood and pointed the Captain toward her private exam room behind a decorative screen. “If you’d like to hop on the biobed, we can kill two birds with one stone, if you’d like.”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Sounds great to me,” Aaron said as he walked around the screen and hopped onto the biobed.

The biobed chirped, a sign that it had read Capt Foley’s vitals and checked his weight.

“Would you mind reading your stats off to me while I enter them into my PADD?” Dr. Rahm asked, patting her doctor’s coat pockets. “I’m a little nearsighted and seem to have misplaced my glasses. “

“I believe there are a few other solutions for that these days Doctor. But last I checked, I’m just under 1.9 meters, and right about 90 kilos.”

“You’re not wrong,” Vesta said, referring to the glasses. “But they are an affectation. I’m not to keen on having anything near my eye.”

(OOC: This was just a weird attempt to find a new in-character way for me to not auto your character and get your intake stats, sorry! )

“How have you found the Challenger so far? Have you been enjoying your time here.”

Capt Foley - CO

“Oh, it’s a beautiful ship. I do enjoy traveling on a Discovery-class vessel,” she said. She felt the top of her head, where her glasses perched in her frizzy hair.

“Found them!” she crowed, jamming them on. “Now, how about you? I was reading over your file and it’s a little sparse, but how does the Captain’s chair feel?”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“I’ve had a pretty tame career by most standards, so there isn’t much in the Starfleet file. I spent most of my career doing research, so instead of galivanting around the galaxy, I was writing boring old papers.” Aaron was down playing it a little bit, he wasn’t a huge fan of flaunting the papers he had written.

“As for the chair, it feels a lot different today then it did a couple of weeks ago. It’s one thing to be filling in on a shift or two, but actually running the ship, it’s a whole different feeling. Still getting used to it.”

Capt Foley - CO

Dr. Rahm nodded. “Heavy is the head that wears the crown, as your William Shakespeare said in “Henry IV,” right. On Bajor, the great poet Tam Vendaar once wrote, ‘It is with great trepidation one meets greatness along the road.’ I think about that every time I encounter a new challenge,” she laughed. “Like this posting! I must admit, Captain, it was both a pleasure and a surprise to be chosen for the role.”

She pecked at her PADD, thinking for a minute. “Have you any established medical concerns? Prior surgeries or injury?”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

Aaron nodded at what she was saying. “And I can’t take all of the credit for that. You definitely came highly recommended, and I definitely thought you’d be a great asset to us here on the Challenger. You were my recommendation for the spot, but the final call was the CO at the time. So I’m glad you accepted then.

“I really do appreciate your confidence,” Vesta said carefully. She wondered how much the Captain and his precedent knew about her varied experience in the resistance and in her ambassador roles outside of the Academy, but at least her skill as a physician was recognized–which Dr. Rahm felt very satisfying.

“And nothing to crazy. Broke my right ankle playing tennis back 10 years ago, but it hasn’t given me any problems. Otherwise the normal bumps and bruises, just at weird times as I’ve bounced between teaching and being assigned to the middle of nowhere,” he said with a chuckle.

Capt Foley - CO

“We do pick up the inevitable scrapes and bruises on the path,” Dr. Rahm said. “Would you mind if I took some blood for testing? Oh, and you mentioned the middle of nowhere. Where were your previous assignments?” she asked, preparing her various kit for blood work.

-CMO Rahm

“Do what you need to do,” he said offering up his left arm. “I’ve sort of accepted that I’m in for whatever tests you have planned.

“Before getting called back to the Academy, I was stationed at Starbase Magellan, out past Romulan and Klingon space. Definitely a different kind of atmosphere when it takes months to travel back to Earth.”

Capt Foley - CO

Dr. Rahm quickly pulled two vials of blood from the Captain’s arm and dropped them onto a nearby tray. She pressed a piece of gauze into the puncture site and wrapped it in a sticky blue covering.

“Keep that one for about 2 hours,” she advised, giving the Captain use of his arm once more. “Ah, Magellan. Been there twice during the Dominion Wars, drank a lot of bloodwine,” she grimaced. “That is quite a few light-years away.”

She turned back to the samples. “Give us a day to process these and if there’s anything to update you on or not, I’ll be in touch. Buy as it stands now. Captain Foley, you’re in fine mettle. I’m clearing you for duty. Pending the results of your blood tests, of course. “

,-CMO Rahm Vesta

“I don’t think I remember seeing that in your file. But Magellan is probably not what you remember it to be. Starfleet has basically abandoned the station because it was so far out, so when we arrived it was part of getting the station back up and running again. When I left, they were finally getting a decent flow of the local trading traffic back through.

“And thanks Doctor,” Aaron said rolling down his sleeve and standing up from the biobed.

“So I guess that means it’s my turn. Is there anything that you need to make your job here on the Challenger any better or easier?”

Capt Foley - CO