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
Posted by… suppressed (11) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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He woke up almost 10 hours later. He seemed sleepy as he woke up, glanced around the room, and then reached for the glasses Dee had replicated and put them on.

~ Zoi

Dee was back long before he woke up. She had just finished prepping his hypos when he woke up. “Well, hello sleepy head.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil smiled. “Hey, Dee.” He almost stretched and then remembered that would be a bad idea. “Can we try taking the force field off now?”

~ Zoi

Dee smiled at him, her expression showing how much she loved him, and momentarily hiding how poorly she slept and the night terrors that chased her.

“Hmmm…” Dee’s face screwed up in thought as she gave him the next dose. “Well, we didn’t have to increase the force field while you slept, and the tremors seem to have almost subsided. I think we can try again. We’re still going to go slow though. I don’t want to shock your nervous system. Do you want to sit up some or lay down?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Let’s do it laying down first,” Sisnil said. He hated how slow all this was, but the price of pushing it was high.

~ Zoi

“Okay.” Dradvia side stepped to the controls and set a gradual release over 10 minutes. “Why don’t we start with your hands. Flex your fingers, try to make a fist, pretend you are typing.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil tried to flex his fingers. The motion brought back the burning pain, his fingers not flexing all the way as they normally would. Then he tried the fist. More pain, and his fists wouldn’t close all the way. Finally he tried pretending to type. It was no wonder, eyesight aside, he’d had trouble typing the movie name before. His finger movements were jolty, not precise, and they didn’t move as much or as easily as they should.

~ Zoi

“Okay, relax, well stop.” Dradvia slipped her hand into his. “I’m going to lift your arm, bend the elbow. You don’t do the work, I do, alright?” She waited for his answer.

Sisnil nodded, wrapping his fingers carefully around her hand.

Then she carefully lifted his arm, just level with his abdomen and then gently pulled his arm away from the bed. She watched his face, the k12 indicator, and paid attention to any twinges or spasms. She didn’t push far, just trying to give his body some gentle stretch and movement.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

His face tensed and then untensed occasionally as she moved his arm, the k12 indicating that it was indeed hurting and occasional spasms seemed to align with when his face tensed. Sisnil saw she was watching and said, “It’s not too bad, Dee, it’ll get better.”

~ Zoi

“I know,” she smiled gently at him. “There is no avoiding the pain right now, but it doesn’t have to be excruciating. I just don’t want your muscles to lock up from being held still.” She gently bent his elbow and rested his hand on his stomach. Dee moved around to the other side and repeated the process with his other arm.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil focused on breathing while she did. When she was done he tried to make fists, but it was just as bad. “I thought when the poison was gone I’d be better.”

~ Zoi

“It’s not all gone yet. 33 and a half hours left. Then we’ll do neural regeneration. Then we can see how bad it is. Don’t give up.” She rubbed his arms gently. “Heat might help.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil smiled. “Okay. Let’s try heat.” He chuckled and shook his head, “I almost– almost wish I could sleep for the next 33 hours.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia set an hand over both of his. “If that’s what you want, we can do that.” She let him think about that as she moved over to a storage cabinet. She came back with an extra blanket. This one was heated. She wrapped it over him and turned it on so it that it warmed him and helped relax the muscles.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Thanks.” There was a short silence and then, “No. I mean, I kind of do want that, but I can’t.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia nodded. She got it. Though if he was that tired and hurting, she wished he would. She knew why he couldn’t. “Are you hungry?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

He nodded. “Yeah, a little. But I need to sit up to eat.” He smiled, but he was obviously embarrassed. “You’re gonna have to help me, huh?”

~ Zoi

“Maybe.” The 10 minutes was close to being up. Dradvia asked, “How are you feeling with the forcefield coming off?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“There’s pain, but it’s not like it was.” Sisnil said. “It feels good to be free again.”

~ Zoi

Dradvia nodded, “I’m sure. Okay, so do you want to try and sit up? Or wait a few minutes?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“I want to sit up,” he said. “What’s for.... Uh, meal?”

~ Zoi

“Hmmm well what do you think you can handle?” Dradvia pressed the controls and slowly raised him to 30 degrees and stopped. “How’s that?”

“Want to sit up more?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“Uhm, let’s wait,” he said, his voice strained like he was in pain.

~ Zoi