Posted by Ensign Tellek Bog (Engineer) in Bog meets the Doctor or a Pig in a Poke…
Not one to wait for an appointment, Bog went strait from the seen at the transporters to the med deck to get his boarding physical out of the way. It never made sense to him to have a new crew member wondering around potentially spreading all manner of contagion on a ship instead of getting them checked immediately.

The sound of his hooves clicked across the deck as he walked into sickbay, “I’m here, any of you have the time to to give me a physical or will I catch my death waiting in sick bay?!”

Ensin Bog

The sickbay was quiet and empty when the Tellarite walked in and called out, no responses came and the Sickbay was clean of any experiments that had been going on. On one of the displays blinks on with a pre-recorded message. “The Doctor is currently attending a mandatory celebration. They have been alerted to your presence in Sickbay and they will be with you shortly.”

The Tellarite isn’t given much time to ponder the message when the doors slide open again to reveal a creature of sharp angles and disproportionate limbs made of bone and sinew came in closely followed by a nurse dragging a cart and a Crewman that looks to be in a lot of pain. “MOVE!” A single clear command from the creature in a zoot suit toward Ensign Bog. The Cart swerved around both leading the crewman to a biobed, his arm in a bucket of water and a heating element turning the bucket red with heat, yet clear ice crystals are slowly crawling up the crewman’s arm. “Doctor, it’s spreading! The heat isn’t slowing it down.” The doctor runs into the office to draw out her coat, gloves, and a surgical mask. “Temperature?” The doctor looked in control but desperate for action of some kind, the nurse activated a screen to get the temperature reading. “Three hundred fifteen Doctor.” The Doctor returned, looked at the Tellarite for a moment, then continued to the Crewman. “Take a seat on a biobed I’ll get to you as soon as I save this man’s life.”

The Doctor returns to her patient, a creman Cooper based upon the screen, grunting in pain and clearly resisting the urge to scream out as his arm slowly turns blue and freezes over. =^=Doctor Kastil to Lieutenant Synthi-er, be advised I will have to prep crewman Cooper for surgery, we don’t have the means to stop the freezing process. His arm is in 315 degree water and is still freezing over. Avoid physical contact with the anomaly when possible. =^= Cooper’s eyes go wide as he turns to the doctor, “Surgery?” The doctor gives the crewman a somber look with her red orange eyes. “I can’t stop the spread and don’t understand it enough to reverse it. Our options are to amputate the arm to save the rest of you or watch you slowly freeze to death. I am choose the option you can survive. Look at it this way, you’ll get a cool cybernetic replacement and can create all kinds of stories about your amazing heroics that cost you your arm in the line of duty.”

• Doctor Fey Kastil