Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim - Sickbay- New Orders

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Side sim - Sickbay- New Orders

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim - Conference Room - New Orders
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Leah was concerned but it never showed on her face. “I’d like to get you to Sickbay and not only take a closer look, but clean off your hand really well. You’re definitely having a reaction to whatever substance you’ve come into contact with.”

~Leah Hart, NP

“But,” Rand looked at everything in front of her, and the various communicators she was using to get information back and forth on the ship and the station while things were down. “I have to finish this for Captain Asam. I can come after?”

Yeoman Rand

Hart shook her head. “Nope. It can wait. I know for certain the Captain will understand.” Leah rose to her feet. “Come on, before it gets too much worse.” She cracked a smirk. “Don’t make me have to get the transporter room to beam you to Sickbay.” And she absolutely would too, and likely Rand knew that.

~Leah Hart, NP

Rand knew the captain would come down and toss her over her shoulder and carry her to Sickbay herself. Rand looked a bit panicked. The idea of leaving work unfinished made her anxious. “Umm… just… just let me save my PaDD.” All those calls waiting…those files, she needed them… the captain needed them. Her hand was really starting to hurt though that could be because she was aware of it now. She tapped away on the various PaDDs saving the work and trying setting them up to automatically accept whatever came in…even as she was trying to edge toward the door so Leah wouldn’t actually use a transporter on her.

Yeoman Rand

Leah had gathered her kit and sent her teammate onwards to search the rest of their decks. She stood at the door with a ‘don’t test me’ expression and held out her hands. “Here, let me hep carry some of that stuff.”

When they finally made it to Sickbay, Hart set Rand’s belongings safely at the back work area where it wouldn’t be touched, washed her hands and re-gloved. “Okay, I need you to take your uniform jacket off and come over to the sink back here. I’m going to use a sterilizing gel, but I want to try and wash off as much of the substance as I can first.”

~Leah Hart, NP

Rand was very glad that she wore a camisole under her uniform, but still, she wore the dress style. “Umm, Lt. can I have a gown?” Rand was shy and it was bad enough to be in a medical gown. She couldn’t just strip off her dress and walk around the med bay. She was dutifully unpinning her tartan sash and undoing the back zipper as she asked. Though it was difficult, her hand felt swollen and hot now. “I think I need help.”

Yeoman Rand

“Of course,” Leah said with a reassuring smile. She led Rand to a room and helped her change.

Back at the sink (one of the rare times they really ever used it), Leah donned another set of gloves and began to wash off whatever might be on her skin. She already had the scan to refer to later, but for now it was most important to stop the irritation. “How is it feeling now, any change?” she asked, glancing at Rand.

~Leah Hart, NP