Posted March 17, 2019, 3:42 p.m. by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) (Kate O'Neill)
Posted by Lieutenant Faye Calloway (Mission Specialist) in Sickbay- Calloway
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Sickbay- Calloway
Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Sickbay- Calloway
Posted by… suppressed (1) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Cochrane nodded once and said “Very well. Doctor, take care of our aspiring saboteur. Lieutenant Calloway, once you are cleared for duty and have had a chance to diagnose what happened, please report to me and let me know if we can expect any delay to your project timeline.” and he turned and walked out of Sickbay, but stopped in the passageway to wait for the Ops Chief and the CE.
Faye couldn’t really raise her eyebrows at him, but if she could she would have. “Will do, Captain,” she said simply, knowing he was moving away from her
An hour later Jasmine returned to Faye’s side. “Okay let’s see if I earned my paycheck,” jasmine replied as she slowly started to peel the soft bandages off Faye’s eyes. “Sorry if my hands are cold. Job hazard,” she joked trying to bring the mundane into what no doubt had to be a stressful situation for Faye.
Calloway exhaled and tapped her fingers nervously, forcing herself to remain as calm as possible. She instinctively kept her eyes closed as she felt Jasmine’s fingers against her face.
“Now I am going to remove the last two pad’s. I have placed the room in isolation so that I could dim the lights. Here we go,” Jasmine stated removing all traces of bandages from Faye’s face.
Lt. Jasmine Wynter. CMO
Cochrane, CO (Fixing typo)
“Okay…” Faye said, steeling herself.
Soon she felt the material was off her eyes. From behind her eyelids, Calloway hunted for the evidence of light around the edges of her lids. She really couldn’t make anything out, but then again, Wynter said that she had dimmed the lights and it was quite possible that there wasn’t enough light in the room for her to see any contrast. Very, very slowly, Faye opened her eyes cautiously, immediately squinting. A moment later she tried again, blinking furiously to allow her brain to process what it was taking in.
With a sharp exhale, she half closed her eyes and looked straight ahead. Over the edge of Jasmine’s shoulder, she could see the contours of the other biobeds and the monitors come into focus, if a bit hazily. “Okay…” Faye said with a relieved sigh. “I see stuff.” She opened her eyes wider and then winced as a flash headache erupted behind her left temple. “Wow, my head hurts now. But I can see, if not great at the moment.”
~Faye Calloway, Data Scientist
Jasmine was a bit concerned at the intense headache Calloway was experiencing. It should have been annoying pain like when someone turns on a light when you are in a dark room and not the physical wince she displayed. Pulling out a tricorder she again scanned the area. “Did the pain feel like something stabbing you in the head or was it just the shock of opening your eyes?” Jasmine was not going to alarm Faye yet but sharp, intense pain out of the blue was an indicator for some sort of brain bleeding. None of the exams had shown a burst aneurysm but with the force of the explosion and everyone concentrating on the burn, it was not out of the realm of possibilities.
“Can you tell me your full name?”
“What day is it?”
“What ship are you on?” Jasmine fired off gently but firmly the standard question series asked off all patients thought to have had a traumatic brain injury. Brain bleeding was treatable but cellular loss due to insufficient blood supply was not. Time was of the essence which is why she was applying common sense medicine to the tech as she waited for all the results.
OCC: We’re you planning on any brain damage from this. Let me know the tricorder results.
Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO
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