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USS Dresden

Sickbay: Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Katie Nunn (Counselor) in Sickbay: Main Sim

Posted by Ensign Domingo Chavez (Security Officer) in Sickbay: Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Katie Nunn (Counselor) in Sickbay: Main Sim
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The slight sway caught Katie’s eye as she tried to concentrate on helping Charlie with Orin. The hypospray had helped the pain but she still felt uncertain on her feet as she left her post on the biobed and made her way over to the man. A quick glance at his uniform revealed he was an ensign and the gold trim narrowed down his department, but he certainly looked a bit older than your average recent Academy graduate. Putting a gentle hand on his shoulder, she asked, “are you all right?”

Lt Cmdr Nunn, CNS

Domingo’s eyes, which had lost focus again, swam for a moment before focusing on the woman speaking to him. He took in her uniform and rank insignia, briefly hesitating before responding, “No Ma’am. I believe I have at least a grade 2 concussion, bruised or cracked ribs, and weakness in my legs either from the concussion or some blood loss.”

It could be seen on examination that there was a head wound from which blood had been seeping, possibly as a result from the ship rocking and head meeting bulkhead.

Katie didn’t have much medical training but it didn’t take graduation from medical school to realize that his head wound was likely the issue at hand. She smiled slightly sardonically at him as she commented, “we match,” indicating her own gash on her forehead. Copying the steps that Bailey had taken to treat her concussion, she glanced around and then administered the hypospray.

“Unfortunately, I’m not much help beyond offering some pain relief and something to help with the woozy,” she commented. “I’m actually the counselor,” she added with a small smirk. “Not that you’d know since I ran here from bed…” She indicated the loose pajama bottoms and t-shirt she was wearing as well as the fuzzy warm slippers to emphasize her point. “Why don’t you come lie down over here and we’ll find an actual medical professional for you…” she continued, wrapping an arm around him to guide him to a nearby chair given all of the biobeds had quickly filled up.

Lt Cmdr Nunn, CNS

Domingo gratefully accepted the help over to the chair before sagging into it.

“Thank you very much.” He said while the hypo eased the throbbing in his head and ache in his body.

“Do you know if we have a sitrep on what’s going on? Is there a threat to the ship?” He asked, while trying to shift his mental gears off of himself and to the ship.

Ensign Chavez, Sec

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