Now that he had his check-in with his department head out of the way, it was on to sickbay for a medical check-in. As he rode the turbo lift to the deck with sickbay he thought to himself, I sure hope they don’t perform another physical on me. I mean, how many of those can the subject me to anyway? I had one for the Starfleet application, one when I arrived at the Academy in San Francisco, and possibly one now. Not another one please! He completed that thought as the turbo lift doors open. There were many crew members and Cadet alike walking around the halls. He took a right and headed down the hall, once he was a quarter way around the disc, he saw a line. Medical! After waiting for what seemed like forever, he made his way into sickbay, “Cadet Wiley reporting for duty Ma’am.”