Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Surgical Help - Unroth III
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Drake’s eyes narrowed. He reached into his kit and withdrew an electrocautery. “Nurse. Come here please.” Lena came over and they had a brief discussion, before Drake returned to the matter at hand. “Ma’am. This isn’t exactly what it seems. There’s a mass here. In order to remove it safely and for your increased comfort, we’d like to put you under general anesthesia. Not having access to your full records, I need you to tell me if you have any allergies to anesthetic or similar medications.” Lena stood by for the all clear.

-Dr Drake Marshall

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The woman nodded a little and then said, “Fine fine do what you need. This might be the last time I have access to a surgeon for a while.”

GM Wombat

Drake nodded to Lena, who administered the anesthesia. They stood by for a second, waiting for it to take effect. Once she was under, Drake began cutting back and cauterizing so he could remove the mass.

-Dr Drake Marshall

The patient passed out soon enough, not really any complications there, and the surgery went as well as one could expect. The anesthesia was enough that she would be out for a while in recovery.

GM Wombat

OOC: Feel free to describe the surgery in more detail if you wish.

The surgery took a while, just for the sake of care. Drake carefully cut back the skin and cauterized blood vessels as he went. It was a lot of small cuts and maneuvers. Time passed and he finally found he had clearance around the sides of the mass. He cut the mass free and removed it. The last step was to close the wound. Passing over it with a dermal regenerator, and then a little bit of dermagel just to be sure, it was done. The patient was sent to recovery.

Drake removed his surgical gear and then said to the nurse “next patient please.”

-Dr Drake Marshall

Lena left the OR and went to the waiting area. She approached the patient whose leg was damaged and said “the doctor will see you now.”

-Nurse Khev

The next patient stood, well hobbled, towards Khev with a pained smile and followed her smoothly before settling in. When he hopped on the table it was clear, the leg was twisted inward 45 degrees and must have been painful to walk on. “Hi,” he said cheerfully enough, all things considered.

GM Wombat

Drake looked the patient over. “I guess there’s no reason to ask what‘s troubling you. Can I get your name nod how the hell this happened for the record please?” He asked.

-Dr Drake Marshall

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“It was caught in an explosion,” the man described as he leaned back. “Got caught in some wreckage and then twisted. The medics tried to fix it but you know how these things are. Never quite as strong and without proper care prone to break again.” He looked around then and nodded. “So are you going to be able to fix it or are you just going to give me more pain meds.”

GM Wombat

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you fixed up.” Drake said. “Just lie back and we’ll put you under.” He did his best to be reassuring, though after his previous patient he was just hoping for the minimum of complications.

-Dr Drake Marshall