Posted by Ensign Th’elin Zarath (Eng) in Main sim - MEDICAL BAY POST ENGINEERING EXPLOSION

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) in Main sim - MEDICAL BAY POST ENGINEERING EXPLOSION

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) in Main sim - MEDICAL BAY POST ENGINEERING EXPLOSION
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=/\= Kane to CMO. I’m on the bridge and have the injured here take care of. Heads up the CO is on the way to you, probable rib fractures. I am showing gravity restored in Sickbay. Do you want me to head back or keep up here to lend a hand… They could use it, Doc. We got hammered. =/\=

Kane, Tac / Med

The Doctor headed back to the comm, to respond.

=^=Understood, doctor. I will assess and assist the Captain. It would be preferable for you to come back to the Sickbay. Unless you are of utmost need by the people on the bridge, your assistance would be better utilized, here. After the gravity was reactivated, several officers experienced further injuries. We need all hands on deck.=^=

Dr. T’Aria

[o] Copy that, Doc. On my way. [c]

The doors of the Med Bay whooshed open and the Captain entered. He did look a bit of the worse for wear as his uniform tunic was torn during his tumble but you would not know it by looking at his face. His dark gaze swept the Med Bay as he looked at all the injured crew. Inwardly, his anger at Loring and the Admiral for his injured ship and crew was burning and hot though he kept it to a portioned part of his brain, not allowing it to affect his actions. He accessed the various injuries that he could note and knowing the effected areas estimated roughly the number of probably injured or lost crew.
“Doctor, report.”He demanded as he stopped, waiting for Dr. T’Aria to have a free moment to respond to him.

Captain Stovik

Several seconds dragged by before the said Doctor had been given the chance to respond. Making her way over, she motioned for the fellow Vulcan to take a seat on one of the only free biobeds. While she worked to assess the extent of his injuries, via running a quick scan, she responded to his question. “Severe injuries have been sustained by the recent and abrupt return of the gravitational systems of the ship. Several officers have experienced shattered kneecaps, fractured bones or heavy bruising to the body, including the bone. Currently, my officers are working to assess and correct injury, as quickly as possible.” She reported, her voice far dryer than it normally was.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

The doors slid open and Kane stepped through. He looked around the Sickbay for a few moments, and then threw his medical bag against one wall out of the way. He grabbed a passing nurse by the arm, halting him in mid stride “Where’s the triage list?” he asked abruptly. NE Klind looked at him and said “I.. I mean… we are just got gravity back and-” Kane cut him off with a glare. “Worthless.” he said and physically spun the poor Ensign around to face the room and grabbed him by the shoulders from behind. “There, there, and there. Unconscious, open head wounds, or not breathing first priority. ABC’s man. Airway Breathing Circulation. Get on it.” and he shoved the man into the maelstrom of injured. He looked across the room at the CMO. “Doc!” he yelled over the din. “I’ll start triage. How many surgical suites are open?”

Kane, Tac/Med

“One!” T’Aria called over the chaos that had assumed the Sickbay. There were only two surgical-based positions in the surgical room, one of which was apparently occupied by one of the older doctors and the patient he was currently assisting. “Most of the injuries should be curable with our technology, but some will require surgical procedure to assist in the healing of their wounds, specifically severe puncture and osteogenic issues. So, three stages of severity should be enough to classify the injuries.” She motioned towards the surgical room, as she stood within the main reception, where several of the biobeds, she could only assume, were taken to see to the injuries. “Take three other medical officials to assist you, Doctor!” She added, having to raise her generally soft voice, again, to make certain he wasn’t doing the triage on his own.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“I’m a PA, but thanks for the raise!” he yelled back and ran to the open surgical suite. “You you and you get in here!” he yelled at three Ensigns who were looked to be in a state of shock. “Listen up. This is a conveyor belt. You.” and pointed at one Deltan nurse. “You are triage. Get all the ones who need surgical attention tagged and ready to go. Once I yell clear, you have thirty seconds to get the next patient in. Got it?” and he began the decontamination protocols on the surgical suite. “You.” and he slapped a Vulcan on the shoulder. “You are prep. Once they are in, you prep them for surgery and tell me everything we are dealing with according to the latest scans.” As the decontamination protocols finished, Kane put on clean gloves and a gown. “You are surgical assistant.” he said to the remaining human Ensign. “I say it, you hand it. Simple, right?” The Ensign began gowning up as the first patient came in.

Kane, Tac/Med

OOC: Just so you know, Bajorans didn’t join the Federation until 2369. ;)

IC:

“PA or not, you are still a doctor!” T’Aria have only that as a response, before shifting her attention back to the Captain. After all, he was her prime focus and the triage could be manned by any officer with a sense of the difference between a broken bone and a torn ligament.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

OOC: Edited. Sorry about that.

“Do we have a casualty estimate, Doctor? How many of the crew are down?”Stovik asked though by the chaos he could see in the Med Bay he was not entirely sure she would have the answer to that question yet.

Captain Stovik

“I doubt no less than twenty, sir. We will return to you with statistics once we have dealt with the urgent issues.” She didn’t have a full answer, far more concerned about getting the officers help, as opposed to determining numbers. “Please stay still, Captain.” She quickly ran a scan to figure out what was wrong, so she could fix it as quickly as happened to be possible. In this madness, she didn’t suspect she had much time to lose.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

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Upon scanning the Captain, T’Aria would find three broken ribs and a slight concussion from the blow he’d taken on his right temple when he had hit the console. His scalp was still bleeding though it was obvious from his uniform sleeve that he had swiped at it quite a few times. There were other various bruises and contusions as well but they were not as serious.

T’Aria quickly noted the injuries, before disappearing, momentarily, to retrieve a dermal regenerator and an osetogenic stimulator, for the broken ribs. Upon return, she set the latter down: “You have three broken ribs, captain. A minor concussion, which I would assume is from impact to an object and active bleeding.” She chose to address the issues one at a time. She grabbed a sterilized cloth to gently wipe the blood from the debatable laceration, which she could only judge by the amount of bleeding. “Hold still, sir.”

Once he had, she focused her attention on the cut, using the dermal regenerator to fix the cut, as best as it would allow. “The dermal regenerator can heal the cuts, but not the broken bones. For them, I would suggest osteogenic stimulation, but it will require you to rest for at least one hour, sir. As for your concussion, there is nothing that can be done to instantly heal it, however I can give you a dose of Vertazine, which will alleviate any pain and dizziness you might experience from the concussion.” She informed the Captain of what she was doing, seeing as he was also a Doctor, or ex-Doctor.

Stovik nodded in understanding.”Understood, Doctor. That should give me enough time to make it back to the bridge before our guests arrive.” He said agreeing to the treatment. Then he laid back and watched the chaos that was whirling around them.

Captain Stovik

The Doctor gave a quick nod, filling a hypospray with the noted medicine, before injecting it into his arm. Readying the Osteogenic Stimulator, she applied it to the area of his broken ribs, allowing for the natural healing of his ribs to begin, which would allow him to be on his feet quicker, so he could get back to the bridge for whatever he might possibly need to do. “All right, this should be done, momentarily, sir. Tell me if you experience any pain,” She then gave him a hard look, or the Vulcan female equivalent to it. “Perhaps it is of the mind, but I need to know.”

Dr. T’Aria

The Andorian engineer had calmed once the CMO had chided him. Thankfully, because he’d prepared for zero G, he didn’t sustain much extra damage as gravity was restored. The fall, however, did shake him fully conscious. Dark blood stained his teeth as he grit them, one antennae curling in pain, the other clearly injured and unable to bend at the moment. Th’elin began practicing breath control, breathing in and out and pausing in between. Hopefully he wasn’t as injured as he felt… He had to get back to engineering…

-Ensign Zarath, Engineering

Her gaze shot across the room, searching for any other officers that might be injured. Taking notice of the Ensign, her eyebrows shot up. “Doctor O’Heron!” She shouted over the chaos, to the doctor who had been working on minor injuries, which a nurse could have easily taken care of. “Get on a Ensign Zarath, now! Get him on oxygen, and get him an NSAID. If that doesn’t help with the pain, or he is fighting, give him 5ccs of propofol, to get him into a state of twilight, so you can assess his wounds.” Propofol was simply the drug name of general anesthesia. Such a low amount was generally used to twilight a person, or a drug such as fentanyl or ketamine. However, she figure the anesthesia would be more helpful with the pain. Once the young NE had nodded, and scuffled away, she turned back.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“Ensign!” The young NE called, quickly makigbhis way over to the Andorian, where he knelt beside him. “Are you Alright? Can you hear me?” He asked, trying to figure out the state of consciousness within the man. Snapping his fingers, he asked for assistance to get the Andorian onto a biobed.. or something beyond the cold, hard ground.

NE O’Heron

OOC: I’m not sure if those medicines are different for Star Trek, I just know they are used in medicine, today. Haha.

Zarath shot the doctor an annoyed look, one antennae curling forward. “Fine.. I’m just fine. Only caught a bulkhead in the chest, Doc.” His words oozed with sarcasm, and he coughed when he tried to laugh, his breath wheezing out of his lunge with a crackling sound. “I gotta get back on duty… That crazy jackass blew off one of our nacelles!”

-Ensign Zarath, Engineering

“Jackasses will be jackasses, but you, Ensign, need to rest.” He remarked, after the struggle of moving the man away from the ground, which, once done, he chose to speak again. “Where doesn’t it hurt the most, Zarath?”

NE O’Heron

“Hurts to breathe, mostly.” He managed, trying not to chuckle at O’heron’s comment. His eyes rolled up to try and see his antennae, one of which dangled useless. “and I think one of my translated Antennae is broken. Stings pretty badly.”

-Ens. Zareth, Engineering

“Okay, lay back. I am going to give you an anesthetic to help with the pain, no, no one to knock you out. But, it will make you feel numb. So, don’t stand up. After all, those antennae are your only ticket to balance.” He prepared the hypo and quickly injected it, adding in a NSAID for the pain, more so on the muscular side of things, as opposed to the nerve. “Tell me when you can no longer feel it.”

NE O’Heron
Doc

Ha’ge, once the gravity was restored, ensured that the shunt he had placed into Chi’s side remained stable and had not caused more damage. Nothing further could be done to help his sister until she received a transfusion and he would not linger at her side when others required his assistance. Satisfied that the shunt had not caused further internal hemorrhage, Ha’ge strapped Chi’s unconscious body to the biobed via restraints at her wrists, midsection and ankles before moving on to begin the triage process as Kane had done, localizing his process to the entry of the biobay and those who walked in from other units with various injuries. As ordered, there would be three levels of care each patient would be labeled as requiring. The first patient hobbled in with another officer at his side, the injured wearing the hold of navigation while the former wore the blue of science corp.

After a quick triage of both men, a tag designating them low risk and requiring basic assistance was given to both officers and then they were led to a handful of nurses Ha’ge had secured into a free corner of the medical bay for basic care duties. Ha’ge continued the process and work until told otherwise, noting the Captain’s presence with a slight nod of his head and then continuing on with his duties as the CMO addressed his needs.

Ha’ge, doc

Chi felt like she was floating. The world was a waterbed and she was asleep despite it all. Was she upset? She couldn’t remember. What had happened? No idea. The world was comfortable here. Comfortable, tame and her friends were alive.... wait. Alive?

WHO TURNED THE GRAV OFF
OH GODS HELP US
GET THE SYSTEMS BACK ONLINE

Who was screaming? Why did they have to be so loud? Why-

THUMP.

Ow. Chi winced at what felt like someone full on body slamming her back into consciousness. It stung like nothing else, but it brought her back to her senses somewhat. The ship, her friends, the naecell. Everything. An here she was, useless. Attempting to come to, Chi felt her eye open to the blinding lights of the medical bay. With an effort that she did not realize she herself could put forth she attempted to move her leg. Nothing. Chi felt slightly worried. She attempted to move the other. Nada. Her worry intensified. It took her a moment to realize that she wasn’t in fact paralyzed, another to get her panic under control and a third to realize that her stupid brother had for some reason strapped her down. She called out weakly for Ha’ge, coughing wetly and continuing her call. she couldn’t be useless. Not now.

JO CBM

Ha’ge had just finished treating a larger laceration with a bio gel that fused the skin for faster cell regeneration when he heard his sister’s voice. Moving quickly to her side, Ha’ge felt her unease and tracked her eye movement to the restraints at her sides. Of course the safety measure would make her uncomfortable.

Ha’ge did not see the point in lying to Chi. She had always been smarter than the average human and to lie was to be illogical in life as well as in patient care. Instead he gave her the prognosis solemnly and waited for her reply.

“Chi, you have sustained internal injury and have lost a large amount of blood. I was able to recycle a large amount into your system but given a few more hours without a transfusion, you will go into carcinogenic shock. Do you understand?”

Ha’ge, Doc

“If she needs a calming mechanism, try giving her three ccs of melatonin; that will calm any nerves and make it easier for her to rest.” T’Aria commented from afar, upon realising the stance of Ha’ge’s adoptive sister. She had seen enough of Chi to know how headstrong and stubbornly naive she was, despite being incredibly intelligent, thus she gave the suggestion to Ha’ge. But, if he were listening closely, it was more of ‘If she freaks out, give her the melatonin.’ A double entendre, if you would.

Dr. T’Aria

Ha’ge noted the intentions of the doctor and nodded his assent. Chi was a brave human, but even she had her limits and she would be fast approaching her threshold for tolerable pain and panic. Preparing a hypo beneath the side of the bed and out of Chi’s line of sight, Ha’ge slipped the syringe into his jacket pocket in case the solution was in fact required.

Ha’ge Doc

OOC: Is there any way this thread can be separated into different posts, so it is easier to read? Such as, maybe one for the Triage/Severe and one for the other patients? Something so I don’t keep getting my tiny eyes lost in the words. :)

Trinity
OOC: Absolutely Trinity, feel free to create a separate post for Main Sim: Triage and just copy over the posts that qualify for that there and cut them out from here once they are copied here. This can then remain as the Main Sim Med Bay post. I’ll leave it up to you as your the CMO:)

Krys

OOC: Yay! Lol. I will get right on that. :)

Trinity