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 Civilian Sisnil Zoi (Intelligence Consultant) in So… This Is It
Posted by… suppressed (16) by the Post Ghost! 👻

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Dradvia scratched Simon’s under his chin. “Here that Simon. He’s going to put that stubborn streak to good use finally. Come on. Let him eat, and I will feed you. If he is very good and correctly extra stubborn you’ll see him in a couple of hours.” She picked up the kitten with a playful grin on her face and took him out and back to Sisnil’s quarters.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil gave her a look and shook his head, smiling. Soon he was done eating and ready to go.

~ Zoi

It was 10 minutes later that Dradvia returned. Simon did NOT want to go back and had tried several times to chase after Dradvia as she left. She had to put a forcefield up to keep him in.

Dradvia walked over, “Alright, lay back and we’ll get this next round of regeneration treatment done.”

The frame was slid over his bed and for the next hour and a half, Dradvia continued working on his neural network and repairing damaged muscle tissue.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil put the bed down and lay back. It really was oddly exhausting. When she was done, he looked like he was hiding sleepiness. “How am I doing?” He asked her.

~ Zoi

“Good,” Dradvia stretched her neck side to side and then reached up to rub her shoulder. “One more treatment tomorrow and that should be it, except your eyes, and putting in the work. How do you feel?”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil shrugged. “I feel fine. Guess we’ll see when I head to my quarters.”

~ Zoi

“Well, sit up slowly. Get oriented. Then we’ll see about walking.” Dradvia had a walking frame standing next to biobed and his shoes.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil sat up, and it was slow. Then he slipped his feet into his shoes and tried to stand. It was as hard as before, as soon as weight was on his legs, he had to grab the frame to avoid swiftly finding the floor. His arms, also weak, were barely able to hold him to the support frame. He swore under his breath.

~ Zoi

Dradvia stayed within reach, but didn’t offer to do anything. “Your pace. Take your time.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil held tightly to the frame. There was that look of stubborn determination on his face as he made his way out of sickbay.

~ Zoi

Dradvia stopped him once to correct how he was using the frame. He did look like an old man, but the frame was meant to help him stand up straight and walk normal. It also stopped him from bumping into things that he couldn’t see well. She set a hand to his back to give him some spatial awareness around him. Other than that she stayed quiet and moved at his pace.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

He let her help him. It seemed more helpful after she corrected his posture. He was lucky he had good visual memory. The only things he seemed to have trouble with here things that weren’t there last time he was. If it was something new, he’d hit it every time.

~ Zoi

After a few stumbles, Dradvia realized what the problem was. She had to think back over the last couple of days, what had changed. She had a good memory and was able to recognize each thing. She started giving him quiet descriptions so that he wouldn’t keep running into things.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil appreciated it, though it embarrassed him. She spoke quietly enough no one could hear. Soon they were on the turbo lift. He looked exhausted, his muscles trembling and twitching.

~ Zoi

There was no one else in the lift. “Lean against me. Let your legs take more weight than your arms and shoulders. Your legs are weak, but they are made to hold your weight, your arms are not.” When the lift stopped she helped him stand and stayed behind him as he moved into the corridor.

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil leaned back against her. “I’m alright, Dee, I promise.” He said. His quarters weren’t that close to the lift. As they headed down the hall, people gave him these looks of sympathy and pity. It made him feel vulnerable. He looked weak. He put as little support on the frame as possible.

~ Zoi

“I know. You’ll get there.” Dradvia shook her head, glaring at the looks of pity. Sympathy she could understand, even empathy, but pity? It was cruel.

“The recovery is as bad as the poison.” She walked along. She had to admit she was impressed by the sheer will Sisnil displayed. “Almost there. Oh! I need to remove the forcefield and grab Simon. He kept trying to get out.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

“It hurts,” he told her softly. It did. He was pushing on, though. He refused to give up. He couldn’t look any weaker than he already did.

~ Zoi

“I’ll give you something as soon as we get there. She stepped around him to the door and reached over the waist high forcefield to grab Simon. Then removed the field. Dradvia quickly.moved out of the way so he could get in.

As soon as the door shut she put a hand to his back, holding Simon with the other arm. “Lean on me. We’ll get you to the bed.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil stepped in after her. He leaned carefully on her and let her lead him to the bed. Then he collapsed onto it with a sigh. “Who knew my quarters were so far from Sickbay?”

~ Zoi

“I’m impressed for your first time up.” She set Simon down. “I’ll be right back.” She left and hurried across the hall. She returned quickly carrying her medkit.

She opened it and loaded a hypo. “For the pain. It’s not a sedative, but you may feel sleepy after it kicks in. You did a lot.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer

Sisnil nodded and let her give it. He pet Simon as the kitten jumped up and settled in on him. “At least I’m back here instead of sickbay.” He said.

~ Zoi

He would be more comfortable here. “Do you want anything from the mess? I can get it and bring it back.”

Ens. Dradvia, Medical Officer