Posted by Captain Chris Taggart (Captain) in Main SIM- Taggart in sickbay
As Kane materialized he would see his trained crew cutting and removing the captain’s medieval clothes reveling a very nasty longsword wound that was ran straight through his midsection and before the sword was removed, it had been twisted the other way making the wound even worse. There was massive damage done to that area.

He was extremely pale and his breathing was so shallow that he couldn’t do it anymore and the put him on a ventilator, not only for surgery but for his very life.

There was two small punctures wounds on his neck where his artery would be and it was oozing blood. There was actually a lot of blood but hardly any coming out of him.

Kane’s team was cleaning the surgical area when he arrived and were trying to get Captain stable for surgery.

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Kane stepped forward and began removing his dirty medieval garb and dropping it on the floor. “OK! Containment field up, environmental systems on line and air scubbers at 100%. I want a transfusion set up and eight units of blood typed for Taggart. Synthetic blood volume expanders on IV full open. Get that wound clean and the surgical suite ready. Anesthtazine, knock ‘em out. He wont want to be conscious for this next bit. I need gloves and gown and somebody spray me down, I dont know what kinda crap I got on me right now but I’m not going elbow deep in his guts till I’m sterile. AND LOCK DOWN THOSE DOORS, DAMMIT. FULL MEDICAL CONTAINMENT. There’s gonna be every freakin’ idiot trying to get in here to see what’s going on. NO ONE COMES IN. We’ll update every 30 minutes. Got it? And somebody find Doctor Creele.” and the staff went to work.

Kane was almost completely bare when a nurse came forward and sprayed a disinfectant all over him. Then came a gown and gloves and mask. The surgical suite was moved over Taggart’s prone form and the blood and blood substitute began to be circulated through his system.

Kane started with the abdominal wound while another doctor cleaned and closed his neck wounds. Looking at the scans and the wound itself, Kane cussed loudly. “It’s like somebody tried to kabob him. Ok… retractors and suction. Let’s get these bleeders sealed off and…”

It was a few hours later that the surgical suite was moved away. Taggart’s blood pressure was low, but was slowly rising, he had a few new feet of synthetic intestine, and a temporary colostomy bag. Kane had been meticulous about the external scar, nothing would show and Kane chuckled because he knew Taggart would be pissed he wouldnt even have a scar to show for it. “Ok. IV antibiotics and he stays sedated for the next twelve hours. After that, he can have visitors. Check the scans every ten minutes and makes sure those intestines hold. Open the doors. I’m sure people are pissed they couldnt watch.” and he left and went to his office, shutting the door.

Kane, CMO