Getting up early for medical checkups was hardly anything new to the Andorian - he’d been doing it all his life. Better to get up early and cut the queue, so to speak, rather than wait til after duty, when sickbay was simply overflowing with visitors. Preliminary checks first, of course: uniform on, commbadge in place and hair neatly combed back. And of course, trademark enthusiastic grin. Get over this and the best part of the day would come. Satisfied with his appearance now he headed out of his quarters, towards the turbolift.

Walking into sickbay was the same experience as always. Brightly lit, the barely noticeable smell of cleaning fluid in the air - like most hospitals and clinics he’d been to. That wasn’t a bad thing, though! With antennae waving lazily about in the air he approached one of the medical officers on duty with his usual cheery grin. “Hey! Um. I’m here for my medical checkup? I’m new on board.”