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Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in

Posted Sept. 6, 2021, 10:14 p.m. by Cadet Tom Little (Scientist) (Tom L)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Ven Miya (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in

Posted by Cadet Tom Little (Scientist) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in

Posted by Cadet Tom Little (Scientist) in Sickbay - Cadet Tom Little medical check in
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“Yes, Ma’a…Miya.” He soon corrected his words. “I had a bad day on my last job. But this was a half year ago and I’m sure it won’t affect my performance on the ship.” He assured, at least to show her he’s certain of what he’s saying. Although he thought about bribing a doctor to mask the records, but he didn’t want to cause any trouble afterward. Liars have no place in here, and it’s not helping him in the long voyage.

Miya? Before he was about to say something, he noticed that her nose said it all. It’s common for them to have a name in a different order than ours. So he kept the mouth shut and waited for her next question.

Cadet Little

(OOC: He almost said mama mia! haha)

(OOC: Mama Miya? Help!!!!! :D Sorry for the woefully delayed reply.)

“A ‘bad day’?” Miya looked again at the biobed screen and controlled a wince. Traumatic brain injury, as well as clear evidence of major trauma to the legs .... he must have undergone a great deal of rehabilitation to get him fit enough to attend Starfleet Academy. Miya made some quick notes on her PADD then smiled warmly at her patient, hiding her true feelings.

“Hopefully your bad days are over now you’re here. Can I ask, though, do you have any long-term effects from your injuries? Anything we’d have to be aware of, either for treating ongoing symptoms or keeping up physical therapy to help with your recovery? This isn’t about anything that might affect your performance,” she hastened to reassure him, “but it’s about making sure that we can help you to stay as fit and healthy as you can while you’re aboard.”

[Cadet Ven Miya, doctor]

(OOC: “I need somebody help! Not just anybody h.e.l.p!” - Music going on with an umbrella at the back :)

“Shh, I hear you loud and clear. And that’s very nice of you.” Tom replied with a grin. “Let me see…Sleep loss, waking up in the middle of the night. Nightmares, elbowing pillow for no reason. Waking up shaking as if I was hypothermia…Ahh, mostly new norms now.” He chuckled. “The doctor said I had neuro damage, and 93% cured after the recovery process. However, those symptoms won’t vanish. Unless I take a surgery, those will go forever.” He signed. “But then I need to take medications, which I don’t want to rely on.” He then remembered, “Oh, I need to be away from shockwaves. But that’s before rehab from the doc. I guess I can’t join the rock party anymore.” He shmiled. “I tried to keep up PT as it should be helpful. I do feel disoriented when humidity is too much. Well, maybe that’s irrelevant. Anyway, I’m open to your recommendations.”

Even though this was only just a sickbay, it represented what mankind had developed for two thousand years. And fleet’s families can have that for free. Not even cost a federation credit regardless of the treatments. He wished he was here at first, so maybe he wouldn’t waste months walking like a mummy.

Cadet Little

(OOC: that’s sighed not signed!)

(OOC: these three posts seem to have disappeared from the thread, lol! Miya was still a cadet when this thread began .... just in case anyone thinks a lieutenant is hitting on a cadet!)

Miya had been tapping away at her PADD, inputting the different conditions while her brain buzzed with potential solutions and treatments. “Shaking … shockwaves .... humidity ...... I think I’ve got that all down.” She glanced up, smiling. “You’re right to keep up the PT; exercise will definitely help you cope with some of these symptoms. While I understand your reluctance to rely on medications in the long term, there is a role for them to help you in certain situations, such as overcoming lack of sleep. And you might want to make time in your schedule for regular visits to the ship’s counsellor - talking therapies can be very effective, though you have to be prepared to put in the work.”

She tapped in a final note, frowning slightly as she considered what to do next. “I think it might be helpful if you came back to sickbay in a few days and we can run some more detailed scans. There may be something we can do to turn your ‘new norms’ into old symptoms, you know? I’ll show these results to our Chief Medical Officer and see if she can recommend some treatments for you. And here’s some more good news to finish,” Miya grinned down at him, “our quarters here have excellent environmental controls, so you should be able to dial down the humidity if it becomes a problem. But you should probably avoid the XO’s hot tub while you’re on board!”

[Cadet Ven Miya, doctor]

“I see,” Tom mentally nodded, “in that case, may I ask you to join me?” He gave a wink toward her cheek. Hot tab was quite a luxury during his time in the Middle East region. Even though nowadays everything replicated, the Federations had focused too much on the outer space things. But that did give opportunities to civilian sectors. He and fellow contractors could afford only two canteens of water for shower per day, as the locals were using sands and the sunbathing. That’s one of the things the company was trying to improve. All they needed to do was to put crystal bottles outside and wait for bubbles to come out.

Cadet Little

(OOC: No worries, that comment has a follow up ;)

(OOC: can’t wait to read it!) :D

“Join me!” Miya was taken aback at first, then she spotted his wink. She wagged a finger at him, just like her parents used to do when she was cheeky. “Didn’t I just tell you to avoid the hot tub?” She was smiling as she spoke, though her cheeks were flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and sudden, unexpected excitement.

Clearing her throat, she returned to the task in hand. “That’s the check-in scans complete. I’ll send an appointment to your PADD so you can come in for more detailed scans in a few days and I’ll ask Lieutenant O’Connell to talk with you then about any other treatments she’d recommend. You can get up now, Tom - that’s the medical part of your onboarding finished!” Miya hesitated, weighing the possibilities, before adding, quietly, “I’ll be going for my meal break soon, if you’d like to … join me in the mess hall? I can show you how to get there.”

She was sensible enough to know that a cadet couldn’t - or, more properly, shouldn’t - get to know an officer better, even if she did like Lt Rodier … a lot. But a cadet helping a fellow cadet settle in to life aboard the Challenger? That shouldn’t be a problem, assuming he was happy with the idea, of course.

[Cadet Ven Miya, doctor]

(OOC: Thanks for adding those…Wait, waat? Is that what she wanted? He just a ‘little’ boy, no one hits him (yet) :-P )

Tom got up and said, “Um…I was saying that if you could join me the next check-up so I wouldn’t have to explain everything to a stranger again.” He playfully added a smile and whispered, “But I’d love to join you.” Fortunately, he didn’t have much during the lunch break with the CSO. Although he had an appointment with the counselor, he’d say he had an extended diagnosis with a kindful doctor if questioned. Medical was popular among the career choices, and in fact, it’s his second. Even though the cadets were instructed to avoid relationships, there’s no reason for this flower to stay uncared. He would try not to get into her too much, as most cadets would be re-assigned after graduation. But still, he was going to enjoy the little things whenever he could, because he never knew when would be the last moment, especially in this line of work.

Besides, he wanted to overcome the miserable experience with the previous medical cadet who was with him.

“Well, after you Miya.” He smiled with a hand gesture.

(OOC: He briefly explained what happened in his CNS post, if it’s not a spoiler to her response. :)

Cadet Little


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