Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Side Sim: Sickbay Check-in

Posted by Civilian Stovik (Science) in Side Sim: Sickbay Check-in

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Side Sim: Sickbay Check-in
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Stovik stood quietly beside one of the unoccupied biobeds, his hands folded neatly behind his back as Sickbay carried on around him. The bright clinical lighting reflected softly off the polished surfaces of the medical equipment while scanners hummed and chirped in steady intervals throughout the room.

The Vulcan had already announced his arrival several moments earlier and now simply waited with the calm patience characteristic of his species. His dark robes contrasted sharply against the pale medical environment and Starfleet uniforms moving about the ward, making him difficult to overlook despite his otherwise reserved demeanor.

His attention drifted briefly toward a nearby diagnostic monitor as its readings scrolled across the display. Even idle, his mind catalogued details automatically—the calibration cycle of the scanners, the efficiency of personnel movement, the slight variance in the environmental controls compared to Vulcan medical facilities.

After a moment he spoke again, his voice even and controlled, directed toward the nearest available member of the medical staff.

“For the sake of procedural efficiency, I should reiterate that Vulcan neural and cardiovascular baselines frequently produce false-positive alerts in standard Federation medical systems unless properly adjusted.”

The statement was delivered without arrogance or impatience. Merely fact.

Having offered the clarification, Stovik returned to silence and waited for whichever physician or nurse would conduct his intake examination.

Stovik
Science Specialist

Turning her head from her current focus, Hart took in the Vulcan. “Oh, I assure you, we’re very well aware. Have a seat and I’ll be with you momentarily.” Dressed in the white nurse’s uniform, Leah was short but with a muscular build. Her dark brown hair was tied up in a tidy braid and she moved with efficient and well practiced motions as she inputted data while simultaneously checking on some test results.

A few moments later, she set down the PADD and moved over to his bed and entered a few commands into the biobed controls. “Hello, I’m Nurse Leah Hart, Nurse practitioner and senior nurse. How can I help you, Stovik?” she said, his name and file already already linked from when he first announced himself.

~Leah Hart, NP

“Good afternoon, Nurse Hart. I am here for my boarding physical.” Stovik said as he stood quietly, hands tucked up inside the opposite sleeves of his robes. A typical Vulcan stance that made the older Vulcan look even more venerable than he was. “Science specialist Stovik.”

Stovik
Science Specialist

“Welcome aboard the Sentinel,” she said, flashing an easy smile. “Now, I’m guessing that you have probably been through a few of these exams, so I know that you know that they are most easily done if you’re on the biobed. But if you prefer to do so standing, I can accommodate that.” Her experience with many Vulcans was that they were unlikely to pick up her teasing, but then again, she’d also worked with those that had no gone through the purge of emotions, and thus, she tried not to assume. Either way, he was preoccupied, or hadn’t fully heard her instruction to take a seat. But Leah was Leah and she liked to find humour in the small things throughout her day.

~Leah Hart, NP

Stovik blinked for a moment and a wry eyebrow rose, “My apologies, Nurse Hart.” He said as he gave a quick bow in a Vulcan apology before he laid himself down on the biobed.

Stovik
Science Specialist

“Not a problem,” she said, pulling up his medical records. “Any illnesses, injuries, or allergies not on your file, Stovik?” She let the biobed run a basic scan to see where they were at.

~Leah Hart, NP

“Everything should be in my file. I have not had any illness or injury of note and only a mild allergy to human stimulants.” He lay with his hands folded on his abdomen and appeared to be quite relaxed. The scans showed a typical scan one might expect for a Vulcan of his years. There was one thing of note though: there was definitely some wear and tear on one of his heart valves. It was a fairly common ailment in older Vulcans, though it usually happened closer to the age of 200.

Stovik
Science Specialist

Leah nodded, seeing the mention of the stimulant allergy. “We have updated records it seems, so that is good,” she said, partially talking aloud to herself, but also confirming that fact for her patient.

“The scan looks mostly good, but there’s some mild damage on your heart valve I’d like to take a closer look at it. I’m going to run a deep cardiovascular scan. it’ll take a few minutes,” she said, initiating the scan.

“Have you been having any issues with circulation, or shortness of breath?” Hart asked.

~Leah Hart, NP

Stovik remained motionless upon the biobed, his hands still folded neatly across his abdomen as he listened to the nurse practitioner’s assessment. The faint rise and fall of his chest was steady and controlled, betraying none of the concern that might have accompanied such news in many patients.

“That finding is not entirely unexpected,” he replied calmly. “I became aware of a minor irregularity approximately three years ago during a routine examination conducted by the Vulcan Science Academy Medical Directorate.”

His eyes shifted briefly toward the diagnostic display before returning to Leah.

“The degeneration appears to be progressing at a slower rate than normally projected. Vulcan physicians attribute it primarily to age, though they note the condition generally manifests several decades later in most individuals.”

A slight pause followed. “I have experienced occasional episodes of mild fatigue following prolonged periods of physical exertion. There have also been infrequent instances of slight dyspnea during strenuous activity. However, these symptoms have not significantly impaired my duties.”

His expression remained composed. “Given my history of temporal displacement, extended deep-space service, and exposure to numerous anomalous environments, some deviation from statistical norms would not be illogical.”

The corner of one eyebrow rose slightly. “Although I suspect my physicians on Vulcan would disagree with my tendency to classify such matters as merely ‘interesting data.’”

He settled back against the biobed.

“Please proceed with the cardiovascular scan, Nurse Hart. I would be interested in comparing your findings with the Academy’s most recent projections.”

Stovik
Science Specialist