Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Solomon Kane (Tact / Med) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)

Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Side Sim - MCI Drill (Attn. Medical)
Snip

Kane kept an eye on the two patients, but placed a hand on T’Aria’s elbow and nudged her away from the assemblage. Palming the hypo, he showed her the dosage indicator… Normal Saline. He looked past her at the XO and said very softly “I think the Commander is trying to make a point, Doc. Now, normally even I wouldn’t pull a stunt like that… but if you look at our problem children over there -” and he indicated Daniels and Jackson “- they are actually paying attention now. And the medical team is actually moving and getting things done. I say we simply make sure that you and I are the ones giving meds and we continue the ‘drill’.” and he looked at her and added “That is of course, up to you. But it seems to be working, Doc.”

Kane, Tac / Med

In any case, T’Aria wasn’t the kind of woman to support a lie. Although, not even she could find any logical reason to stop this ‘drill’ when the medical team was responding at peak efficiency “You’re right; keep it running,” She agreed, glancing over at their troublesome crewmen, who lay back, wide-eyed and in fear of their lives from a pretend pathogen. It was only a matter of time before someone realised neither of the supposed ‘paitients’ were infected, but until those labs were taken and analysed, they were in the clear. Then, an idea struck. “Handle the medication dosages. I am going to run the ‘labs’ myself, excuse me.” Gently brushing past him, T’Aria went to retrieve samples from both individuals.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

Kane responded “You got it, Doc.” And he looked at the attending staff. “Well? You heard the lady! Methylprednisolone! 8 meg hypo. Prep that while I gown up to go in the isolation area. And have 1600 mg of ibuprofen on standby in case of inflammation! And somebody find me a ^%$*#@ hair tie!” he yelled as he brushed his hair back and put on a gown.

Kane, Tac / Med

Chris sat there still acting and looking very much in disbelief. He had that 1000 yard stare on his face. He did notice that Kane figured out that he pulled a switcheroo! Wizards first rule. People will believe in anything if you make it look like it was real. He smiled inwardly. He couldn’t fool Kane and T’Aria would have seem it to if she was holding the hypos. He saw that they were actually playing along. And continued to do his part in keeping the charade up.

Commander Chris Taggart XO

T’Aria gowned up, with the help of a Denobulan nurse. Retrieving two vials, she headed into the isolation bay, where those poor officers remained under quarantine. “Lay back, I am going to retrieve blood samples.” She ordered them, watching Daniels out of the corner of her eye as she turned to Jackson. Rolling Jackson’s sleeve up, she gathered a clean sample of the woman’s “contaminated” blood.

Cheyenne Jackson, a young, naive Nurse from the Lunar Colony lay, wide eyed and close to tears. “Doctor..” Her voice quivered, although T’Aria gave no response beyond a soft ‘Yes?’. “Are we gonna be okay?”

“We will do our best to treat your ailment, Nurse.” T’Aria responded, setting the vial on the table beside her. “Do not feel sorry for yourself, Miss Jackson. Perhaps it would be wise to take this experience seriously, and realise just how detrimental laziness and lack of attention can be.” Once satisfied by the amount of blood drawn, she stood up. “Get some rest, Ensign.” She got up, and went to get Daniel’s samples, so Kane could deal with Jackson’s meds.

T’Aria
CMO

Kane was not known for his bedside manner. Gowning up and walking into the isolation field, he approached Jackson; who already had the unfortunate position of being on the tattooed PA’s bad side. “Ok Jackson!” he said loudly and with far too much joy in his tone. “Let’s see if we can keep you from bleeding out of your eyes and backside, shall we?” he said with an almost giddy tenor to his voice, accentuating the joy with a loud clap of his gloved hands. It was one of the rare times that Kane’s eyes could be seen clearly; his hair being neatly tucked away under a cap and his mouth and nose covered by a surgical mask. “Oh, and don’t worry. Unlike you… I know what the &^%$ I’m doing.” he added disparagingly. Twisting the dial on the hypo, he pressed the device to the man’s neck and said “Ok, step one. If you experience any side effects… you know… aches, pains, abdominal cramping, blurred vision or blindness, deafness, hearing rushing water, incontinence… just let us know.” and then he paused as if a thought struck him and he looked down at Jackson. “Well, I guess we’d all know on that one, eh? Eh?” he said like he was making the funniest joke ever. When Jackson merely stared wide-eyed at him in fear, Kane said “Well, hell. That was comedy gold, Jackson. Don’t let your sense of humor die, too.” and he spun around and walked away. “Let’s prep the IV lines and get ready for the next round, folks!”

Kane, Tac / Med

T’Aria subtly listened as Kane barked orders at their staff, holding strong to the facade they were playing. As if soldiers under the scrutiny of their commander, T’Aria could hear the staff bustling about, tripping over themselves to fulfill his tasks during this detrimental situation. Standing over Daniels, a medical tricorder in her hands, she assumed a somewhat ‘concerned’ look. “It appears your temperature has risen, Crewman.” She hummed, glancing over the head of the tricorder to meet Daniel’s eye. “Are you experiencing any fatigue, cramping, cephalgia or nausea?” T’Aria tilted her head, watching as Daniels quickly shook his headin fear. “Curious,” she set the tricorder down, reaching over to gently press her fingers to the lymph nodes in his neck. “Your lymph nodes are slightly swollen, which is a sign of the Y. Pestis’ attack on your cells.” She explained, ignoring his reaction. Quickly retrieving a sample of blood, she looked over Daniels. “I will return once the analysis is complete. Until then, do attempt to rest, stress will only cause you harm. Goodday, Crewman.” She recorded the new symptoms on the PaDD beside his bed, so Kane could use them, should he need to. Gathering her supplies, she shot one last look at Jackson before retreating from the isolation bay.

Dr. T’Aria