Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay After Contact

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Sickbay After Contact

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) in Sickbay After Contact
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After Rollo finished speaking, Jasmine turned to see why the computer bleeped. Her eyes got large s she saw a small side widget appeared on the display that showed Hone’s mass. “Uh Baht,” Jasmine motioned her colleague over to her. “Do we have a reading as to Hone’s mass when he entered sick bay on his chart?” Jasmine knew Shon was dirt side when Hone first arrived and slipped off to sleep but hopefully something in his chart indicated if there was any change in mass over the course of his stay in sick bay. Pointing to the screen, Jasmine began to explain the thought process to her question. “I just posed this question to the computer and this showed up but I am not sure what the baseline mass data was? Is there anything in the chart to indicate a baseline or is this the baseline?”

The internal anatomy had always perplexed Jasmine. “Computer run anatomical scans of our sleeping Graviens?” If the wing like structures they saw when Hone and company were up and walking about were gone, it would only add to the mystery but also give them a direction to maybe solving some of the puzzle.

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Ensign Baht moved to type away on a nearby sickbay terminal, searching for the scans Lieutenant Wynter had requested. In addition to looking for any differences in mass, Shon also inspected the readings for any drastic change in neurological signals. Of course the gravian would have different readings when he was sleeping, but if like Dr. Wynter theorized mass might be transferred when the spirit left his body, maybe some portion of his consciousness did too.

Ensign Baht hoped he could find the baseline readings the chief medical officer had requested. If he could, he’d display them on the viewscreens above the bed of Dr. Hone.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

OOC: My bad .. missed this thread :(
IC:
The baseline from Tov was not so good as his readings were all over. Hone and Maree were both older Gravenians and Baht was able to get good readings - for their age. In terms of mass and distinctions, transporter records and these would indicate that there was a slight decrease in mass at this time. Whether that was a factor in simply metabolizing of food and whatnot that was not precisely known. The crux on that would be in the morning when the ‘other’ reputedly returned to the host and whether there was a sudden actual increase, even if a little.
- Wookiee

Shon narrowed his indigo eyes as he rescanned the reports. “Dr. Wynter, it seems we won’t be able to determine anything conclusive until the morning. Or whenever the specters decide to return. But I have the biobeds prepped to keep an eye out for even the slightest changes.”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

“Well, I guess all we can do is wait and monitor our guests. Coffee,” she asked Shon as she headed to the replicator. Tonight was going to be a long night. There no reason she and Shon could not take turns resting as if they were on watch in the security detail. Both of them knew what they were looking for when it happened. What did have to happen was the two of them using their unique expertise to solve what was going on which was why neither Shon or Wynter was leaving sick bay.

“You want first shift or second shift?” While many didn’t notice it, there was a small room off to one side that held a lone bio bed. It was basically like a residency room in a hospital where staff could rest between shifts if they were not permitted to leave due to a patients condition. Baht would know Jasmine was asking if he was ready to try and catch his 40 winks first or second.

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

OOC: I don’t think I made Rollo leave, so is she still needed here? To watch for the night entities?

D…

OOC: Your option on whether to wait up. As it turns out the first night shift in there would reveal nothing further .. but hey, who knows ..

It had been an eventful evening for Ensign Baht. His less-than-friendly encounter with the specters on the surface had pumped him full of adrenaline, which was beginning to wear off. At the mention of getting some rest, Shon felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him, dragging his eyelids downward. His hospitable nature made him want to offer the chief medical officer the first reprieve, but… he needed to lay down.

Avoiding the question about coffee for the moment, Shon blinked slowly before glancing at Commander Rollo. “I’ll take second shift if that’s alright Doctor… but Counselor, if you need to rest first then by all means please do so.” His invitation was genuine, but he also sincerely hoped that she would politely decline.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

The observation through the night was more of a medical curiosity. The people did not move at all. Breathing and automatic functions kept things going but it was, medically, not unlike a person in a coma moreso than sleeping. Even Tov, who was recovering from the surgery, went into an almost hibernation coma like state where his vitals stabilized, even if at a lower level than that of Hone and Maree.
- Wookiee

OOC: Taking this as an okay to fast forward to the morning. The bridge thread is hailing us asking about Tov.

=/\= Bridge to Sickbay. Doctor, I don’t know what you have to do to get Mr. Tov awake, but try. He may have the answer we need to start unraveling this problem. Contact me as soon as he regains consciousness. Cochrane out. =/\=

Ensign Baht was half-slumped over the medical terminal, tired eyes straining to maintain attention on the readings. Shon had taken second shift, but his sleep before it had been restless and he was still shaken from the events of the previous day. The communication from the bridge startled Shon awake. He sat up straight on the stool and gripped desperately for the terminal to keep his seat from tipping over due to the sudden movement.

With renewed interest, Ensign Baht inspected the readings again, hoping that with the morning, there would be some clues as to physiological or cognitive changes to the patients that might shine some light on the nature of the specters. He figured that the communication would likely wake Dr. Wynter, and that he best have something to report by the time she emerged from the residency room. He also checked the vitals of the incapacitated aliens, especially Mr. Tov, to see if they might have recovered in general from the events of yesterday.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Jasmine emerged from the small room they had been taking cat naps in moving to Baht’s side. She had heard the Captain and Baht reply. As a well run machine, Jasmine felt a nudge on her arm as Lavonne handed her a cup of coffee. “How does he expect us to wake him up,” Jasmine looked at Baht feeling frustrated. Mulling over what Baht had said she tapped her comm badge

=/\=Sir that is going to be problematic. Not only are our friends asleep but their signs are indicative of being in a coma-like state. Think bear in winter hibernation. I have them hooked up to every monitor and scan we got and everything is coming back flat, steady and undeviating. Sir we only force a patient to consciousness in a state like this in the most direst of situations. We also generally have the right because they are Starfleet officers and that gives us the leeway to do it. Performing such things on civilians or someone like the Graviens who we aren’t sure even their physiology could be disastrous. In fact, I am not sure how we would even go about it safely. The only things we have to pull someone out of a state such as Tov is Leporazine or Netinaline but the side effects for us are possible neural metaphysic shock, cardiac issues, respiratory failure,=/\= her voice trailed off. The list of possible system failure was long so she only tagged the big ones that could cause immediate death. =/\=Don’t we have any Graviens awake on this ship? How do they wake up their people and if they don’t I am not sure we should make Tov Starfleet’s guinea pig on this Sir.=/\=

Jasmine looked at Baht as she spoke wondering if he had different approach or idea. If he had a play that was different than hers, she was all ears.

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

The response from the bridge was almost immediate and the Captain, Jasmine could tell just form his tone, was not happy. =/\= Well, Doctor… something is trying to pull this ship into the planet below us and we have a specter of some sort standing on the bridge talking about the end of all things. Additionally, the location we are being pulled to has the ancient remains of another vessel buried in it… and from the looks of things that landing didn’t go well either. So if that meets your standard of ‘direst of situations’, then perhaps you could start the process of waking Mr. Tov up? But I will ask if that is ok with the Minister, as she is standing right here. =/\=

Cochrane, CO