Posted by Commander Brad Walker (Chief Of Staff/Second Officer) in side - sim: A Desperate Consultation (Tag Walker)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Alexis Bonner (Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in side - sim: A Desperate Consultation (Tag Walker)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dr. Solomon Kane (Chief Science Officer/Research & Development) in side - sim: A Desperate Consultation (Tag Walker)
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Brad shrugged. “I’m sold, as long as you have the mother’s consent before you actually perform any surgery to implant it,” he said.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Kane looked at Walker and said “You’d probably have ta be there too. I can’t see this being done with only one surgeon. One to implant the device… one to maintain the mother. It’s gonna be super-tricky. Lots of variables we can’t account for in here.”

Kane, CSO / R&D

“And you.” Alexis’ gaze dropped from the image and met his, “Incase adjustments need to be made to the device as we work.”

“Anything else we should be aware of before I talk to Daamu?” Alexis hadn’t told her about this not wanting to get her hopes up. If they could successfully place the device their chances would increase significantly. But another surgery was risky. Daamu had a difficult decision to make and Alexis wanted to be able to answer her questions as best as she could.

Bonner, AMO

Kane shook his head and said “Nope. That’s all of it.” He looked at Walker and said “Its risky. But even with the risk, they’re chances are better than right now.”

Kane, CSO / R&D

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Daamu readily agreed to the surgery. Her husband wasn’t quite so ready to agree. He was concerned at the risk of another surgery. Their questions were asked and answered. Alexis poured over the design of the fetal life support device, it’s placement design as well as the port.
She started the lab on synthesizing amniotic fluid for the artificial womb as well. Alexis took scans and vitals, studied them against the device until she could recite the proceedure in her sleep.

The time to think and decide was taken that night as Daamu’s vitals began to drop again, her heart and cardiac system working too hard to provide for both her and her baby. The baby’s heart continued to work, but began to falter. Blood flow scans showed not enough oxygen or blood was flowing into the baby either. Daamu and the fetus wouldn’t make it without the surgery. Cirjar had to make the decision.

Alexis was paged Walker and Kane to the surgical suite. The devices had already been brought to sickbay. The tiny life support device sat on a table beside the surgical frame and then artifical womb across the room, so far empty. Jt’nal and Xavier prepped and brought Daamu to the room activating the surgical frame and cardiac support untis. Alexis went into the surgical scrubber room, donning her red scrubs before entering.

Bonner, AMO

Brad followed shortly thereafter, also scrubbed up and with an unusually serious look on his face.

“I think it’s best if you handle the delicate parts of this, Dr. Bonner,” he said. “I’ll monitor Lt. Daamu and provide any supplemental care she may need while you care for the baby.”

It had been several years since he’d actually performed a procedure more complicated than an intake physical.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Bonner nodded, “Yes, sir,” and moved over next to the bed, checking that everything was in the order she needed and preferred.

Kane arrived and scrubbed in. He was unusually excited. It had been a long time since he had been allowed to see a patient, let alone perform surgery. His normally unkept hair and tattoos were nowhere to be seen under the red surgical scrubs. He walked in and looked at the monitors. “He shouldn’t have waited so long to decide. Risk has increased about seventy percent. Neither mother nor fetus is stable enough for this. But I don’t think they are gonna get any better. Let’s get this done.” He looked at the lab tech NE H’len across the room and said “Bring the amniotic fluid up nine degrees in temp, and keep it matched to mother’s temperature. Increase O2 levels inside three percent and set the heart-beat simulator to Denobulian norm. And I need some music. Ear piece if Bonner and Walker don’t want to hear it. Earth. Late twentieth century. Band name ‘The Clash’. Start with song ‘London Calling’.” And he looked at Walker and Bonner. “Ok Lex… its your show. You got ths.”

Kane, CSO / R&D

Bonner nodded absently. She was zoned out, well zoned in actually, focused totally on Daamu and the proceedure. “Stats?”

Xavier read them out to Walker, “Cardiac support at 70%, HB 110, respiration rapid and shallow, respiratory support oxygen mix at 60%, Blood oxygen at 91% and fluctuating.”

Brad frowned. 91 percent was technically acceptable, but quite low for someone with ostensibly no other medical condition other than pregnancy. He also didn’t like the “fluctuating” part, so he reached down and bumped the O2 mix up to 70%.

Jt’nal read off the fetal stats, “Heart rate 120, fetal movement 6, blood oxygen 87%.”

Alexis slid the surgical frame into place, “Xavier, activate the Alph wave and Somnetic inducers.” She watched the readings until Daamu was relaxed and deeply asleep. “Activating drechtal beams into the dural sac.” Her hands tapped away at the screen and then slid smoothly along the interface. “Jt’nal prep amniotic fluid transfer.” Alexis picked up the laser scalpel choosing to continue manually, “Beginning horizontal incision of maternal abdominal wall.”

It was a careful process, cutting through each layer making sure the laser cauterized the incision to prevent blood loss. Alexis glanced at the getal images, “Beginning uterine incision.”

OOC: Please take it and run with it.

Bonner, AMO

Brad gave a side-long glance to Kane, though the other man seemed to be in his own world as well. Just as well, he wasn’t entirely a fan of 20th century “prog rock”.

He returned his attention to the monitor, checking to see how Daamu’s body was handling the surgery.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Kane watched Bonner make the incisions and then began to look at the fetus. The device was sized correctly and all the diagnostic systems were showing green. With the sound of Joe Strummer’s voice in his ear, he looked across at the artifical womb and said NE H’len. “Status?” he asked and was given a silent nod in response.Kane nodded back and turned back to where Alexis was working.

Kane, CSO / R&D