Posted March 1, 2019, 11:36 a.m. by Lieutenant Seddk Vock (Chief Medical Officer) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Ensign Jazzin Lauren (Medical Officer) in CMO Office - A Much Needed Discussion (TAG Ens. Lauren)
Posted by Lieutenant Seddk Vock (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO Office - A Much Needed Discussion (TAG Ens. Lauren)
Posted by Ensign Jazzin Lauren (Medical Officer) in CMO Office - A Much Needed Discussion (TAG Ens. Lauren)
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After finishing his meetings and getting a quick bite to eat, Vock made his way back to Sickbay. Walking in, he looked around for Ens. Lauren. Seeing him in discussion with a nurse, Vock approached and nodded once to both. “My apologies for interrupting. Dr. Lauren, when you have a moment, please come to the office.” and he nodded once again and made his way into the barren office.Jazz looked up to Vock as he approached, inclining his head as a mark of respect. When Vock asked him to ‘come to the office’, his heart sank. “Yes, sir. I will be there momentarily.”
When Vock walked away, Jazzin let out a groan and rubbed his temples. “I am not looking forward to this,” he said, as much to himself as the nurse he was with.
Kella smiled and patted his arm. “It goes with the job, I’m afraid. When the Head Nurse calls me into their office, I never think ‘brilliant! this is going to be fun!’ Just get it out of the way.”
The Betazoid/Trill man sighed. “Yes but … after the whole ‘thing’ in front of the CO, I on’t expect this to go well.”
“Well, he’s hardly going to fire you for being too passionate about your patients!”
“Kella; he’s Vulcan! He might just exactly that!”
The nurse gave him a pat on the back. “Well, keeping him waiting is not going to do much to help your case. So you better hop to it!”
Lauren gave a half-smile, half chuckle. “Aye, aye.” And made his way over to the CMO’s office.
Looking around, he saw the few small crates with is personal and professional belongings stacked neatly to the side. Some had some minor damage from the ‘incident’ aboard the shuttle, but were mostly intact. Inspecting more closely, he exhaled slightly in relief seeing that there was nothing major to indicate the contents had been harmed. Vock took a seat behind the desk and, finally, logged in as Chief Medical Officer. The full Sickbay display came up on his desk interface showing current patients, their vitals, and summary of condition and treatment programs. Vock set his personal notification parameters, wincing once in pain as he hit a burned area of his fingers a bit too hard, and then minimized the display. Pulling up the roster of current Medical staff, he found the personnel file Ensign Jazzin Lauren and reviewed it. He had read it before, but he wanted to ensure that he remembered everything correctly after the shuttle.
Vock, CMO
As per protocol, Jazzin’s exit evaluation had been sent over to his new posting ahead of his arrival, though with Vock being incapacitated, no one had seemed to have actually looked at it. It read:
‘Doctor Lauren proved himself to be a fine, competent physician and officer. He is caring, intelligent, and generally works well under pressure. He specialised in general practice, making him a good candidate for his next assignment. Jazzin also excels in pharmacology, to the point where I sometimes wondered why he didn’t pursue a career in that as a scientific field of practice.
‘Though there is no denying his superb knowledge of medicinal practice, Lauren has a habit of second guessing himself if he doesn’t know the answer right away. This does not limit him, too much, but in his next posting, some encouragement to be confident in his diagnoses might be beneficial.
‘In all, Jazzin Lauren is a caring, thoughtful young man who builds good rapport with fellow staff and patients alike. His ‘bedside’ manner is excellent, it’s very obvious how much this new entry to our ranks cares for his profession.
- Lieutenant Commander Lee Parker, Starfleet Academy
Jazzin was glad he wasn’t someone who perspired under pressure, as he would no doubt be dripping with sweat as he approached Vock’s office.
“You wanted to see me, sir?” He said, as if he had no idea why.
Ens. Lauren
CMOVock looked up and said flatly “Yes, Ensign. Come in. If you would like something to drink, help yourself to the replicator before you sit.” and he indicated a chair in front of the desk. He then tapped the desk and the door, which had remained open since Vock entered, slid silently closed.
The Betazoid glanced at the replicator; since his stomach was in knots right now, food or drink was the furthest from his mind. “Thank you, sir. But I’m fine.”
He took a seat opposite Vock, resting his palms on his knees, as they were a little moist. It wasn’t that he was scared of Vock, but that he was simply not looking forward to what had to come. It had been inevitable since the incident in Sickbay with Kavad and Mclure.
“Ensign Lauren. Am I correct in my belief that you understand why we are having a private conversation, or will it be necessary to review the preceding events?” His voice held no sign of judgement or frustration; it seemed to be simply a question for clarification purposes.
Vock, CMO
The question actually gave Jazzin a pause for thought. It was obvious that the two officers saw things differently, which most probably came down to the characteristics of their respective species; Jazzin had been raised on Betazed, where you were an ‘open book’ as the Humans might say. You experienced emotion and shared it with those around you. Conflicts still happened, of course, but everyone had some clue on the outlook of the ‘opposing party’.
So the Betazoid decided to clarify. “I believe I am here because, during time after you came round from your unconscious state, and began treating my patients, I allowed my frustration in the differences between our respective practices to result in disrespecting you - a senior officer, and my department head- in front of the Captain.” He glanced up. “That’s what I think, anyway, sir.”
Ens. Lauren
Med
Vock cocked an eyebrow at him, and there was brief flash of… something… across his features. “Very well. We can start with that. A few questions for your, then.” he said, again with no trace of animosity, judgment, joviality… nothing but speech. “One. What was the root cause of your frustration? Two. Why do you believe you ‘allowed’ yourself to become… let us just call it ‘less appropriate than expected’. And three. Do you understand your role within Sickbay as both a doctor, one of some skill from what I have seen and read in your file, and also as an officer in Star Fleet?” and he looked at Lauren. It was then that there could be seen an underlying intensity to his gaze that may not have been there before, or maybe it had just been well hidden.
Vock, CMO
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