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Alt timeline: Sorazo checks into sickbay

Posted Dec. 5, 2022, 8:03 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Rahm Vesta (Chief Medical Officer) (Shaun Tee)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sorazo Dar (Counselor) in Alt timeline: Sorazo checks into sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Dr. Rahm Vesta (Chief Medical Officer) in Alt timeline: Sorazo checks into sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Sorazo Dar (Counselor) in Alt timeline: Sorazo checks into sickbay
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Sorazo just got into the ship and after putting his luggage and personal belongings away in his new quarters, he set off to sickbay to get his physical out of the way.

Walking into Sickbay he could see the imposing training area and large biobeds in their neat rows. Walking up to the reception area he spoke. “Hello. My name is Sorazo Dar. I just transferred here and need my physical done.” He awaited for their response.

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar, Counsellor

NC Ch’rellet, tall Andorian nurse, was typing on her PaDD behind the Sickbay reception when she glanced up and saw the Lieutenant Commander suddenly right in front of her.

“Excuse me, sir,” she stood, straight and tall, her antennae moving inquisitively. “For your intake, you’ll need to see Dr. Rahm. Her office is right to the left.”

The nurse and one antennae pointed slightly to an open door. From the reception, one could hear Bajoran tivara music–or maybe it was an oboe.

He bowed slightly and smiled. “Thank you very much.” He turned to where she pointed and followed sound of music until he found who he thought was the right being. Pressing the come to hope that she could hear him over the music and he was right. “Dr. Rahm I presume?”

“Come in, Mr. Dar. Come in!” a voice called from the office.

Walking into the office he couldn’t but look around.

Dr. Rahm had decorated her office to look much like the one in her villa on Bajor. Rubberwood panels in the wall, a deep green rug. Art on the walls. To the side of the office was a small exam room. She sat behind the desk, listening to a recording of music while writing a report on her staff for ship’s logs, but had the time for an appointment.

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Very interesting office you have here doctor. I really like it.” He was genuinely impressed by the decor and made a mental note to decorate his office better once he saw it.

“Well, thank you, Mr. Dar!” Dr. Rahm said, standing. “If you wouldn’t mind following me to the exam room?”

“Not at all!”

She stood from her desk. Instead of the traditional uniform, she wore a traditional Bajoran robe in Medical blues, partially to cover her false leg.

“I need to have a place to work that reminds me of home,” she explained, walking into the exam room.

He raised his hand up dismissively. “Oh I can completely understand that! In fact this set up you got here for me thinking about how to decorate my office… once I see it that is.”

She pointed to the biobed and donned a pair of examination gloves. “You can take a seat right there.”

Sitting down on the biobed in the exam room. “Thank you for seeing me on such short notice. I just arrived and I like to check off my inprocessing tasks as soon as I can so I can start working.”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar, Counselor

“I understand completely,” Dr. Rahm sympathized. “I’m Dr. Rahm Vesta, by the way. Chief Medical Officer, but you knew that already. Of Bajor.”

“Well a pleasure to meet you doctor. I’m doctor Sorazo Dar. PhD. But Sorazo or Sor will do. I’m not big on titles my self.”

The biobed beeped, displaying the Counselor’s vitals:

[OOC: Fill these in yourself (: ]

OOC: I have no idea what the numbers would be for a Trill! Lol

Blood Pressure: Normal
Pulse: Normal
O2: Normal
Temp: Normal

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Oh! Sorry doctor. I should have told you sooner. I’m unjoined.”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar, Counselor

Dr. Rahm looked at the numbers and Dar’s bio as the information populated into her PaDD.

“Your vitals are looking good–quite normal. If I may ask–your file is a little sparse on a medical history. Have you had any surgeries or have you had any significant medical events that I should be aware of? Of course, you and I share full confidentiality as patient and doctor, and nothing will enter your file unless you so choose,” Dr. Rahm said seriously.

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“That’s good. Yes. I guess they haven’t sent over everything yet and yes doctor. Two major surgeries. The first one 3 years ago almost to the day and the other 2 years and 4 months ago. I was joined during the first surgery and it was successful. But after a couple months the symbiote and myself didn’t get along medically and both of our healths were failing fast. Then the second surgery was to remove the symbiote. I guess I wasn’t a match as much as they thought.”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar, CNS

Dr. Rahm tapped some notes into her PaDD.

“That sounds exceedingly difficult, Lt. Commander. And how was your recovery?” Her voice was filled with concern. She knew how thorough Trill medicine was–the symbiotic process was something Dar must’ve had been training for.

-CMO Rahm Vesta

Dar took a deep breath before going on. “Medically and physically, I recovered fine. They are still trying to analyze what went wrong. But mentally it has been tough. I’m glad I noticed that the XO did what I did so that I have someone to talk to about this. It just feels that I let my world down. It wasn’t a reaction to all the memories, feeling and thoughts of the symbiote. It was my body rejecting it, even though I was tested, tested and tested on to make sure.” Looking up at her. “Something happened doctor. But not on my end, but I and others are being led to believe that it was my fault.”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar CNS

The doctor felt great compassion for Dar.

“From what I understand, the entire process is very complicated. Biology isn’t your fault. And just because you and that particular symbiote didn’t work out–it doesn’t mean that all you have to offer is invalid.”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Thanks. That means a lot! It helps to hear it some times. So how are you doing today doctor?”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar CNS

“Doing– Oh, I’m fine! A little stressed.” Dr. Rahm said, startled. “Nobody normally asks me that.”

She rubbed her temples.

“Actually, my apologies, Lieutenant Commander, we really should focus on your intake before I start a therapy session,” Vesta laughed. “It’s been busy around here lately and I’ve been coordinating the publication of a book chapter on trauma healing that has been taking up quite a lot of time.”

-CMO Rahm Vesta

He chuckleda bit. “It is fine Doctor and please call me Sor or Sorazo. I’d be happy to help with the psychology portions of your book if you wanted me to but we will have time for that later. As the humans say, On with the show!”

“Oh, the chapter is off to the publisher at this point,” Dr. Rahm said, waving it off. “But I would like to pick your mind about therapeutic practice on Trill.”

“Very well. Just name the time and place and I will be there.”

He tried to smile sincerely. “And people should take note of a beautiful lady and say hello to you once in a while.”

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar CNS

Dr. Rahm felt a warmth creep up to her cheeks and she tried to keep her voice calm and professional. She laughed a short husky laugh. “Sorazo! I do appreciate that–I would like to get that therapy session at some point as well. But I’m sure you have a lot of appointments to attend to as you get settled in…”

“As you wish.”

She trailed off and typed on her PaDD.

“That being said, Congratulations! You’re clear to serve! If any medical needs come to mind, please be sure to let me or our team know so that we may help,” she said seriously.

-CMO Rahm Vesta

“Woohoo! Thanks doctor! Now I can go see everyone else. Please take care of yourself and my door is always open for you.” With that he got up from the bed and stretched a bit before walking out and waving goodbye as he did so.

Lt. Commander Sorazo Dar CNS

Vesta paged NC Ch’rellet on and told her that she was going off duty for the rest of the day.

With the doors to her offices closed to visitors, she walked back behind her desk in the main office with its familiar wood paneling, the pictures and knick-knacks placed just so–just the way she’d always placed them in her old offices. She could almost be on Bajor–almost. It was a little piece of home she could bring with her, and it comforted her.

She pulled out her PaDD and set up a future therapy appointment with the Counselor.

-CMO Rahm Vesta


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