Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Sickbay 1- CIO’s Physical

Posted by Lieutenant Benjamin Grey (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay 1- CIO’s Physical

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Faye Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Sickbay 1- CIO’s Physical
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Her and medical places didn’t usually get along, but Faye Calloway tolerated them. Partly because they were necessary (especially with her issues), but also because no matter what, at least Starfleet ones had led to outcomes where she ended up better than before.

Still, any place that felt too much like a medical facility set her on edge and triggered her anxiety. Thus, Faye did something that was likely not only unorthodox, but likely unwelcome: she brought her service animal. Namely, her cat Tess. The grey and white fluff ball of an empathic feline was nestled in her arms and Tess (a part ragdoll breed that was quite happy being carried around) was looking over Faye’s shoulder as she walked along Deck 12, eyeing the people they passed, who all looked at the cat with a bit of confusion and surprise.

Slipping through the doors, Faye nonchalantly moved past people and beelined for an open biobed that wasn’t next to an occupied one and, with one hand on Tess, slipped up, crossed her legs and settled Tess into her lap, her hands running over the cat from head to tail. Tess showed her appreciation with a low rumble, despite her alert ears indicating she was paying close attention to her person.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

The sickbay bustle with activity standard for the time of day so not many disturbed the Intelligence chief but she did receive several raised eyebrows at the feline in her hands. A few moments later a tall thin man with lieutenants pips walked up to her, in discussion with a junior doctor who nodded then ran off at an order from the Lieutenant. “I’m doctor Benjamin Grey, Chief Medical Officer. So which one of you is my patient?” He asked with a smile that seemed mostly pointed towards the cat.

Dr. Grey - CMO

Faye smirked. “Well, you’re willing to treat my service animal, that’s nice to know actually. But your patient is me, Faye Calloway, the new Chief Intelligence Officer. My file should have been sent ahead of my transfer, so I’m really hoping you had a chance to go over it, or else this is going to take awhile, and honestly, today’s really busy,” she said simply, her grey-green eyes watching Grey intently as she continued to pet the cat. “This is Tess, by the way, I probably won’t bring her all the time.”

OOC: Her medical history is in her bio. If you have any questions, feel free to email or DM me.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

Benjamin’s smile faltered slightly at the mention of her name, but returned just as suddenly that anyone else might consider it just their imagination “Well I do actually hold a degree in veterinary care, childhood me wanted to be the Farm veterinarian.” He gave the cat one final look before looking at Faye, Green eyes meeting grey-green. “Yes commander, I have read your file” He seemed to look just behind her shoulder then his eyes moved as if reading something “Funny thing about intelligence agents, you usually either have no notable medical histories or a file longer than One Thousand and One Nights” He gave her a look that said which one he considered her record to be.

Faye snorted. “Well, mine is only partly because of being an intelligence agent, but sure.”

Benjamin chuckled at her response, a non-commital laugh.

He produced a medical tricorder out of his pocket then removed the wand from its holster “Is there anything that I won’t find in your file that’ll be important for me to know” He asked in pleasant but professional tone.

Dr. Grey - CMO

She shook her head. “No, other than I’ve bene on my honeymoon the lat month, but our ship had excellent medical services and it should be status quo as far as my physical health. Still on my meds and the last dosage increase still seems to be good so no complaints there.”

Ben nodded as he tapped his scanner “Yes the Manhattan has a decent reputation, my uncle did a stint there as Chief of Science six or seven years ago, he spoke fondly of it”

Scans would show that Faye was in remarkable health given the rest of her issues. The damage to her amygala had no changed, but neither had it progressed in any way. If anything, Faye’s brain had adapted given all the cognitive behavioural work she had done to reduce her reaction threshold. If anything showed it was the chemical signs of anxiety, which were not unusual with Faye, especially in the face of great changes in her life.

~Faye Calloway, CIO

A slight smile appeared on Ben’s face as he read the scans “Makes me wish I’d placed my focus in Neurology this does” He said mostly to himself “Well Commander you are in excellent health, I am a little concerned by your Norepinephrine and GABA levels, we’ll need to lower your anxiety levels, manage this before it becomes a problem” he nodded to himself as he spoke, “Do you have a preferred way of dealing with anxiety in your life?”

Dr. Grey - CMO