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Main Sim: Sickbay (After the Crash Timeline)

Posted Feb. 6, 2020, 4:35 p.m. by Ensign Adeline McGill (Medical Officer) (Sarah M)

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“I used a dermal regenerator to heal my wounds, but obviously there was significant blood loss and I had a job to do,” said Dr. Coldwater, “You might want to check my wounds again. I apologize Dr. McGill, but I’m really sleepy so I don’t know if I have the energy to continue a conversation.”

Some of Coldwater’s injuries seem like they were going to re-open. Not surprising, since Coldwater had been taking a major portion of the injuries until McGill and Grace became awake. Coldwater had only did the bare minimum of dermal regenerator work, it seemed. Just enough to stop the bleeding. There were cuts all over him, seemed like various glass and other things had cut him. The only place where that could have happened was the small medical lab, which from the distance, McGill can see a lot of shattered glass all over the floor.

GM

GM

Adeline nodded at Coldwater as he situated himself on the biobed. The sleepiness was a concern, but she was already aware that they were overworked and that he was suffering from a large amount of blood loss. She moved around the biobed carefully, setting up the transfusion first and administering pain medication before picking up the dermal regenerator herself and evaluating which of the lacerations to begin with. Her eyes flicked up at the small medical lab in the distance, shattered glass covering the floor. That must have been where Coldwater was when the crash occurred, she thought to herself. Her memory of the moments before it was shaky at best and she knew that she had likely been unconscious for some amount of time after the impact.

Dr. McGill

Some of the lacerations had not been completely healed, and obviously rushed as Coldwater took priority for the patients over his own health. Obviously, he patched to ensure his life was no longer in danger, but what Dr. McGill could tell, a few more passes of the dermal regenerator was all that was required. Dr. Coldwater was lucky – only lacerations and no broken bones. The transfusion started, Dr. Coldwater’s vital signs showed improvement.

GM

OOC: I’m going to go ahead and trim this because it’s driving me nuts. I assume Amanda can always split the thread should she return. Hope you don’t mind.

OOC: Nope, not at all.

IC:

Adeline noted with a slight brush of satisfaction that his vital signs were improving now that the lost blood and fluids had started to be replaced. Taking another careful look across his body and noting that no particular laceration seemed to be particularly dangerous at the moment, she decided the most orderly method was to go from top to bottom, touching up the repairs of the lacerations as she went. She found the methodical nature of the work to be strangely soothing, given the chaos that had ensued on the ship in the last few hours. As she finished her work, she took a final look at Coldwater’s vital signs. While they could use his help triaging crew, it was probably best for him to rest for now and be ready to take over when she and the others were in desperate need of their own break.

Dr. McGill

His condition was stable, and there was no signs of anymore bleeding. Dr. Coldwater slept soundly. One of the nurses turned off the biobed after Dr. McGill finished. “Given our power situation, Doctor, I believe we need to conserve as much power and supplies as possible,” said the nurse, “We don’t know when power will be restored and whether the replicators will come back online.”

GM

Adeline nodded. “Good thinking,” she commented. “He just needs some rest, but I’d like someone to run a tricorder over him every hour if we’re not going to use the biobed to monitor his vital signs.” She took the time to organize the various supplies around the area the best she could and then nudged the nurse again. “How are we looking? I think that should be all of the critical cases triaged now…” Her voice trailed off somewhat hopefully.

Dr. McGill

“Yes, that is the case, Doctor. Everyone is stable so far, and I think we’ve earned a bit of rest, though I think the cargo bay triage needs one or two more people to assist as well as someone to check Engineering. As for supplies, most of the things we were working on in the medical lab are destroyed, unfortunately. Nothing dangerous or contagious broke, fortunately. We’re lucky as far as medical kits go, none of them were seriously damaged. And since we’re practically a new ship, everything was stocked and properly secured before we left. Barring any other major disaster, I’d say we’d have a good supply of medicines for a couple months… a year, if we stretch it.”

GM

Adeline’s features had brightened slightly as the nurse relayed the fairly good news about their medical supplies, although they darkened briefly at the mention of a couple of months to a year. “I can’t imagine Starfleet would leave us here that long…” she responded, hesitation filling her tone. With a sigh, she shook her head and wondered what to do next. Rest certainly sounded appealing but with the medical crew spread so thin, she felt like she needed to continue helping out as much as possible. “I guess I could go to Engineering…” she murmured, thinking out loud for the most part. Whatever had happened to the ship, having engineering up and running was probably critical to fixing it… She repeated her words again, with more finality this time, collecting a medical kit. “I’ll go to Engineering.”

Dr. McGill


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