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Main Sim - Sickbay - Treatment (TAG Medical, GM, CO)

Posted Oct. 18, 2020, 4:23 p.m. by Captain Simon Starr (Commanding Officer) (Ben Simons)

Posted by Lieutenant Amber Donnelly (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay - Treatment (TAG Medical, GM, CO)

Posted by Captain Simon Starr (Commanding Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay - Treatment (TAG Medical, GM, CO)

Posted by Lieutenant Amber Donnelly (Chief Medical Officer) in Main Sim - Sickbay - Treatment (TAG Medical, GM, CO)
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Simon was stretchered into Sickbay on an antigrav bed, his legs obviously crushed by something recently. It was a simple fix with a dermal regenerator, but it was going to be a few hours before he could walk again. The doctor that reported to the ready room informed the sickbay of the situation and that the amount of time his legs spent crushed was unknown. It didn’t take long for him to be put on a biobed, awaiting medical treatment.

Captain Simon Starr, CO

OOC: GM: Feel free to have Jevek meet Simon also injured from outside when it comes around to it
Ben

OOC: Going to create a separate thread for Jevek and Simon here: https://www.star-fleet.com/core/stf1/asimov/posts/105941/

I’m going to leave this thread for Medical to play out.

GM

Megan had been running around sickbay with a look of chaotic order as she remained calm and took to each injured person with the care of them being the only one there. She had some of the nurses and more astute crew helping her out and when the CO came in, she was ready. Pointing to the bed for him, she waited for the stronger crewmen present to move him and get the gravbed out of the way then moved up with a smile, despite her obviously haggard look. “How are you Captain? I know you were hurt, so the question is more about your mental state than your physical one.” She was almost overly analytical in her speaking as if fearing to say something wrong, so clarifying every statement. “I’m going to scan your leg now. Obviously they are crushed, but I need to put the scans in the computer so the regenerator knows what its looking at for the…” she bit her lip and paused. “Sorry, Sir. I talk to much.” She set the hypo to his neck from the pocket in her lab coat. Immediately the pain would begin to subside. “Hopefully this helps.”

She set to work scanning his legs to see just how bad it was.

NE Megan Trueheart
Nurse

Simon gave a soft pat. “Ensign, I’ve been in close proximity to an explosion before, a cabinet over my legs for some time is nothing,” he reassured her. “I started in Security so I’m used to getting hurt,” he chuckled as the scans were taken. The ankle had broke and there was a small fracture on the Tibia, but nothing the Dermal Regenertaor wouldn’t be able to fix.

Captain Simon Starr, CO

Brigette was wiping sweat from her brow as she finished a bit of skin regen on an engineers hand and saw him back on his way to help fix the ship. Her brunette hair had been in a perfect inspection ready coiled bun on her head at the beginning of the day. Or perhaps it had been such yesterday. However long she had been up, it had slowly come undone and was barely pulled back in a loose knotted ponytail, whisps of chestnut tendrils framing her face as if in anticipation of the rest of the hair joining it soon. She was all of five feet six inches tall. But in the chaos of the tossed and half full medical bay, she seemed twice that size in the way she had taken charge and ordered the other doctors and nurses around in the absence of the Medical Chief.

She turned around, a huge sigh on her lips of fatigue till she saw the Captain was the newest comer. “Captain! My apologies.” She grabbed her tricorder from her pocket and came over to him. She quickly ushered Megan to help some of the others and made sure the Captain was her only occupation at the moment. “What happened?” She helped make him comfortable on the biobed, the best she could, and began the scan.

Megan nodded and turned to go, but as she left, she called over her shoulder. “A wardrobe fell on his legs, Ma’am. Fractured ankle and tibia. He’s been given a pain blocker.” She winked at the CO and departed to go where the woman had instructed.

“Sorry, Sir. I should have asked.” She looked around and sighed. “Unfortunately, the regen will have to be done with the handheld. It’s all that’s working. So it will take some time. I hope you are prepared for that.”

NE Brigette Andrews
Head Nurse

Simon nodded, “Until it’s healed, I won’t be doing much anyway,” he replied with a thick southern British accent. “And we’re not going anywhere right now,” he added with a slight chuckle. “I leave myself in your capable hands, nurse,” he said.

Captain Simon Starr, CO


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