Posted by Cadet J. C. Swishman (Engineer) in Sickbay: Cadet Swishman Gets (A) Physical

Posted by Lieutenant Ilena Rox (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay: Cadet Swishman Gets (A) Physical

Posted by Cadet J. C. Swishman (Engineer) in Sickbay: Cadet Swishman Gets (A) Physical
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She set a hand on Ril’s head. “Medical science is wonderful and there are plenty of devices I could use, but they never seemed the right fit for me. Ril has given me more freedom and companionship,” the Betazoid doctor said, not afraid to admit it.

J.C. nodded thoughtfully. “In the end, it’s really about making a life better. My goal is to work on things that’ll be of benefit to a great number of people… Warp cores, transporters, all the essential systems of a starship, hoping to keep her crew safe and sound and coming back from every mission.” He glanced at the pupper with a grin before coming back to the doc.

“But sometimes, it really is about a less complex, more flexible solution… Someone that just needs treats and love instead a regular refresh and occasional spanner and Level 3 diagnostic.” He chuckled. “I’m betting your companion gives a lot less guff than the ship’s computer does too.”

Rox laughed, “Oh I wouldn’t say that. He is very opinionated and not afraid to share those opinions.”

J.C. laughed hard, then tried to still himself to not mess with the scans… But couldn’t quite stifle a giggling grin.

“Maybe I can have him talk to my diagnostic sessions, then? There’s times I can’t quite tell the computer what I think of its suggestions…” He shook his head, chuckling.

“I’m sure all the same he’s the… How did they say it way back then? ‘The goodest of boys’?”

Ril looked over, his tail swishing on the floor, tongue lolling out with a grin. As if agreeing that he was a very good boy.

“Ramble away, Cadet. I enjoy hearing the enthusiasm.” It reminded her of her early days of service.

“Mmm, I don’t know if you want me to do that…” J.C. replied with a laugh. “Give me full license to ramble, I might not have anything left in the tank for my visit to the Counselor after this.”

“I’m sure you could find something to talk about. If not, the counselor is very good at small talk,” she grinned and continued her scan.

“Now are we talking ‘professionally very good’, or…” J.C. stopped, smirking.

‘Insert foot into mouth’, he thought to himself. ‘Was bound to happen at some point.’

“Nevermind,” he continued aloud, looking sheepish. “Sorry, that’s rude of me, and likely borderline stepping over a professional line.” J.C. seemed to deflate ever so slightly as he spoke. “I’ve dealt with some counselors in my past. And they’ve been great people, at least in the controlled interaction space. But I’ve… Never felt like we’d gotten me to where we wanted me to be? I don’t know…” He shook his head again.

“I know this is going to be a general eval thing, make sure I’ll be a good fit and what not. I shouldn’t stress it so much.”

“I’m sorry that your experiences have not met your needs. Be sure to let the counselor know that. Be honest,” Dr Rox advised.

Rox started her scan as he spoke. She made a mental note of the genetic condition and added a note to his medical file to monitor it at regular checkups for changes.

“Well that is what those years are for. Exploring and getting into situations and learning. I just want to make a note in your file, you wish to keep the scars? That way you don’t have to be asked over and over about it.”

“Yes.” The answer was a little fast, a little too eager. J.C. smirked, somewhat embarassed judging by the sudden burst of red in his cheeks. He took a breath, closed his eyes a moment, then tried again.

“Yes, if you could note that, that’d be great.” He glanced at the doc. “See, I keep them as…” J.C. trailed off a moment, then shook his head with a rueful chuckle. “It probably sounds stupid, but I keep them as reminders. The one on the collarbone is a reminder of a loss suffered… The one on my hand, a reminder of something I got back after that. It’s…” He sighed. “It’s a little hard to explain. Or maybe just… Uncomfortable?” He sighed, then shot the doc a half-smile. “I’m sure I’ll have to get into it with the Counselor, but… Right now, I’d like to just leave it as… I don’t plan on getting rid of them anytime soon. Sorry for being a bit… Snappy? Evasive?”

Cadet J.C. Swishman, Engineer

Rox shook her head, “Not a problem. They are reminders and as long as they are not harming your health, I’m find with you keeping them. The internal damage is healed so I don’t see a problem with it.” She finished the entry and then continued her scans. (OOC: Are his scans clear or any problems you would like her to notice?)

Lt. Rox, Chief Medical Officer

“I appreciate that, Doc.” A legitimate smile graced J.C.’s lips again, though more subdued than before.

(OOC: I think we can show him clear other than what’s been brought up. No need to complicate him more, as of yet. LOL)

Cadet J.C. Swishman, Engineer

“Alright, well your medical scans are all clear, so I’m going to give my approval for you to begin your duties. Welcome aboard, and if you need anything just come back.” Rox flipped off the biobed and stepped back as she typed her final note into the PaDD she was holding. “You’re going to do great Cadet.”

OOC: Here is what the medical history looks like. You can reply and copy the coding and put it into your character’s bio. Add any of the information we didn’t cover that you would like listed.
Medical:

Medical and psychological history