Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in So… This Is It

Posted by Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in So… This Is It

Posted by Ensign Dradvia (Medical Officer) in So… This Is It
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A sharp ache filled her chest. “We all have regrets.” She looked up and stood as Cmdr Morris came in.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

After his conversation, Dee used a forcefield to keep him still and put him to sleep with the sedative.

He was asleep for eight or so hours, the entire lifetime of the sedative. When it started to wear off, he started to wake. He tried to move, but the forcefield was still active and limited what he could do. “Dee? Dee?!”

~ Zoi

“Don’t move. I’m here. It’s just the forcefield.” Dradvia set her hand over his and stood from where she was sitting beside him. “I finally got your pain levels under control.” The forcefield had ended up being necessary. The pain and other effects of the poison had caused him to twitch and writhe quite a bit in his sleep.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I… Yeah, I guess you did.” He wrapped his fingers around her hand. “Can you let me go?” He asked. He felt really vulnerable and helpless and he didn’t like it.

~ Zoi

“As long as you promise to keep still as much as possible,” Dradvia didn’t want the pain to flare too much. “If you let the bed do all the work, I can sit you up a bit and you can have something to drink.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I feel like an invalid,” he complained. “Fine. I’ll let the bed do it. Okay? Just let me go.”

~ Zoi

“You are an invalid,” she said without hesitation. She slowly lifted the bed to about 30 degrees leaving the forcefield on so he stayed in place. Then she lowered the forcefield. She didn’t miss the clipped irritated tone. That was okay, she didn’t expect him to be happy about it or with her. “Water or juice?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

That wasn’t it, he was stressed. Even scared. He tried to hide a face of pain as the bed moved. “I’m feeling better, Dee. Whatever you did is working.” He thought about the options, “Juice. I haven’t eaten, the calories are probably good.”

~ Zoi

She went to the replicator and requested the juice and brought it back. She held it for him so he didn’t have to move his arms. “You can eat whatever you want, but I strongly suggest soft food and easy to digest so your body doesn’t work so hard.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I can eat but you won’t let me move my arms.” Sisnil said, taking a sip of the juice as she held it. “How am I supposed to eat?’

~ Zoi

“I’ll feed you.” She held up a hand before he could object, “Yes I know you can do it yourself, you aren’t a child, you aren’t paralyzed. You are an invalid for the time being. Any large movements, including bending and raising your arm repeatedly, will make the pain return.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Alright, fine.” He only relented because he could sense her worry, that he’d end up being paralyzed or something else terrible from either the antidote or the poison itself. He sipped the juice. “Is the antidote working?”

~ Zoi