Posted by Ensign Jazzin Lauren (Medical Officer) in CMO Office - A Much Needed Discussion (TAG Ens. Lauren)

Posted by Lieutenant Seddk Vock (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO Office - A Much Needed Discussion (TAG Ens. Lauren)
After finishing his meetings and getting a quick bite to eat, Vock made his way back to Sickbay. Walking in, he looked around for Ens. Lauren. Seeing him in discussion with a nurse, Vock approached and nodded once to both. “My apologies for interrupting. Dr. Lauren, when you have a moment, please come to the office.” and he nodded once again and made his way into the barren office.

Jazz looked up to Vock as he approached, inclining his head as a mark of respect. When Vock asked him to ‘come to the office’, his heart sank. “Yes, sir. I will be there momentarily.”

When Vock walked away, Jazzin let out a groan and rubbed his temples. “I am not looking forward to this,” he said, as much to himself as the nurse he was with.

Kella smiled and patted his arm. “It goes with the job, I’m afraid. When the Head Nurse calls me into their office, I never think ‘brilliant! this is going to be fun!’ Just get it out of the way.”

The Betazoid/Trill man sighed. “Yes but … after the whole ‘thing’ in front of the CO, I on’t expect this to go well.”

“Well, he’s hardly going to fire you for being too passionate about your patients!”

“Kella; he’s Vulcan! He might just exactly that!”

The nurse gave him a pat on the back. “Well, keeping him waiting is not going to do much to help your case. So you better hop to it!”

Lauren gave a half-smile, half chuckle. “Aye, aye.” And made his way over to the CMO’s office.

Looking around, he saw the few small crates with is personal and professional belongings stacked neatly to the side. Some had some minor damage from the ‘incident’ aboard the shuttle, but were mostly intact. Inspecting more closely, he exhaled slightly in relief seeing that there was nothing major to indicate the contents had been harmed. Vock took a seat behind the desk and, finally, logged in as Chief Medical Officer. The full Sickbay display came up on his desk interface showing current patients, their vitals, and summary of condition and treatment programs. Vock set his personal notification parameters, wincing once in pain as he hit a burned area of his fingers a bit too hard, and then minimized the display. Pulling up the roster of current Medical staff, he found the personnel file Ensign Jazzin Lauren and reviewed it. He had read it before, but he wanted to ensure that he remembered everything correctly after the shuttle.

Vock, CMO

As per protocol, Jazzin’s exit evaluation had been sent over to his new posting ahead of his arrival, though with Vock being incapacitated, no one had seemed to have actually looked at it. It read:

‘Doctor Lauren proved himself to be a fine, competent physician and officer. He is caring, intelligent, and generally works well under pressure. He specialised in general practice, making him a good candidate for his next assignment. Jazzin also excels in pharmacology, to the point where I sometimes wondered why he didn’t pursue a career in that as a scientific field of practice.

‘Though there is no denying his superb knowledge of medicinal practice, Lauren has a habit of second guessing himself if he doesn’t know the answer right away. This does not limit him, too much, but in his next posting, some encouragement to be confident in his diagnoses might be beneficial.

‘In all, Jazzin Lauren is a caring, thoughtful young man who builds good rapport with fellow staff and patients alike. His ‘bedside’ manner is excellent, it’s very obvious how much this new entry to our ranks cares for his profession.

• Lieutenant Commander Lee Parker, Starfleet Academy

Jazzin was glad he wasn’t someone who perspired under pressure, as he would no doubt be dripping with sweat as he approached Vock’s office.

“You wanted to see me, sir?” He said, as if he had no idea why.

Ens. Lauren
CMO

Vock looked up and said flatly “Yes, Ensign. Come in. If you would like something to drink, help yourself to the replicator before you sit.” and he indicated a chair in front of the desk. He then tapped the desk and the door, which had remained open since Vock entered, slid silently closed.

“Ensign Lauren. Am I correct in my belief that you understand why we are having a private conversation, or will it be necessary to review the preceding events?” His voice held no sign of judgement or frustration; it seemed to be simply a question for clarification purposes.

Vock, CMO