Posted by Ensign Kovan ch’Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) in Side-Sim: Physically Unwilling (Tag CMO)

Posted by Lieutenant Kreed (Chief Medical Officer) in Side-Sim: Physically Unwilling (Tag CMO)

Posted by Ensign Kovan ch’Sirhc (Engineering & Communications Officer) in Side-Sim: Physically Unwilling (Tag CMO)
Whoever decided that physicals needed to be done every year deserved to be punched in the face. And Kovan would volunteer for the job. The surly communications and engineering swing officer had delayed his physical for as long as possible. Used every trick in the book, and even flirted with tampering the data files to skip the annual event entirely. He ended up not going to such lengths, but for a long while he somehow managed to be busy with emergency repairs, or in the middle of critical projects every time he was scheduled. Forcing a reschedule further and further out. Then the XO and Rand got wise to his plan and told him he better make his next appointment in no uncertain terms.

So that’s how Kovan finally arrived for his physical. Scowling and ready to glare at whoever was unfortunate enough to make eye contact with him.

En ch’Sirhc COMMO/ENGR

The place was hopping. Busier than it had been in recent memory. A nurse looked up and then immediately away. “Ensign. The Doctor will be with you momentarily. Please have a seat on biobed six.” and she pointed to an unoccupied bed with a stylus.

Kovan got comfortable on the biobed. Sitting on the end, his elbows rested on his knees and head hung as the actively worked to drown out the sounds of the sickbay and the dozens of conversations going on around him. Ugh, he hated this place when it was busy.

A few minutes passed and then a reptilian Saurian walked up to the bed and looked at the readout. “Ensign ch’Sirhc, I am Lieutenant Kreed. Thank you for making your sixth appointment. I’m sure you can see we have a lot going on and trying to continually reschedule people tales time away from other tasks. I trust it will not be an issue going forward.” He made a few notes and then his large black eyes fixed on ch’Sirhc. “Since You last physical, have you had any significant changes in your health that were not reported previously?”

Kreed, CMO

Kovan lifted his head and shrugged, “Stuff kept popping up. You don’t stop working on a plasma leak becuase you need a doctor tell you you’re healthy.” He wouldn’t have been here right now if Rand and Roman hadn’t conspired against him. “I’ll try. My schedule as a swing officer can get hectic.” The man worked as much as physically possible, somtimes pulling triple shifts if he’s feeling particularlly spiteful towards himself. “None that I’m aware of,” Kovan answered, bored.

En ch’Sirhc

“The next time something ‘pops up’, inform us.” the CMO replied without looking at him, just the readouts. “If you don’t, I will mark your record as ‘Temporarily Unfit for Duty’ which will lock you out of all systems. Not the most efficient manner to get crew members to comply with their mandatory screenings; but it is effective.” and for only the second time looked at him. “I trust that will not be necessary going forward, Ensign.” It was said as if it were a fact, not a request. “Now lay back, please. If everything is in order I should have you done in just a few minutes.”

Kreed, CMO