It was hard to believe that it was time for Shedda to have another annual physical. Had she really been here that long? It didn’t seem like it. She’d settled into a routine, though there was nothing regular about it. She visited sickbay regularly for her hormone suppressants, but it was usually just a quick visit to let the doctor or nurse press the hypo to her neck and then she was on her way. Today she entered and waited quietly after informing the first person who asked she was there for her regular physical.

Mal’athar, XO