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Sickbay After Contact

Posted Feb. 9, 2021, 8:50 p.m. by Commander Ardashir "Jack" Creed (Executive Officer / CIO) (Steven Sigle)

Posted by Gamemaster Wookius Furrius (Senior Gamemaster) in Sickbay After Contact

Posted by Ensign Shon Baht (Medical Officer) in Sickbay After Contact

Posted by Captain Alexander Cochrane (Commanding Officer) in Sickbay After Contact
Posted by… suppressed (5) by the Post Ghost! 👻
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After Rollo finished speaking, Jasmine turned to see why the computer bleeped. Her eyes got large s she saw a small side widget appeared on the display that showed Hone’s mass. “Uh Baht,” Jasmine motioned her colleague over to her. “Do we have a reading as to Hone’s mass when he entered sick bay on his chart?” Jasmine knew Shon was dirt side when Hone first arrived and slipped off to sleep but hopefully something in his chart indicated if there was any change in mass over the course of his stay in sick bay. Pointing to the screen, Jasmine began to explain the thought process to her question. “I just posed this question to the computer and this showed up but I am not sure what the baseline mass data was? Is there anything in the chart to indicate a baseline or is this the baseline?”

The internal anatomy had always perplexed Jasmine. “Computer run anatomical scans of our sleeping Graviens?” If the wing like structures they saw when Hone and company were up and walking about were gone, it would only add to the mystery but also give them a direction to maybe solving some of the puzzle.

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Ensign Baht moved to type away on a nearby sickbay terminal, searching for the scans Lieutenant Wynter had requested. In addition to looking for any differences in mass, Shon also inspected the readings for any drastic change in neurological signals. Of course the gravian would have different readings when he was sleeping, but if like Dr. Wynter theorized mass might be transferred when the spirit left his body, maybe some portion of his consciousness did too.

Ensign Baht hoped he could find the baseline readings the chief medical officer had requested. If he could, he’d display them on the viewscreens above the bed of Dr. Hone.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

OOC: My bad .. missed this thread :(
IC:
The baseline from Tov was not so good as his readings were all over. Hone and Maree were both older Gravenians and Baht was able to get good readings - for their age. In terms of mass and distinctions, transporter records and these would indicate that there was a slight decrease in mass at this time. Whether that was a factor in simply metabolizing of food and whatnot that was not precisely known. The crux on that would be in the morning when the ‘other’ reputedly returned to the host and whether there was a sudden actual increase, even if a little.
- Wookiee

Shon narrowed his indigo eyes as he rescanned the reports. “Dr. Wynter, it seems we won’t be able to determine anything conclusive until the morning. Or whenever the specters decide to return. But I have the biobeds prepped to keep an eye out for even the slightest changes.”

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

“Well, I guess all we can do is wait and monitor our guests. Coffee,” she asked Shon as she headed to the replicator. Tonight was going to be a long night. There no reason she and Shon could not take turns resting as if they were on watch in the security detail. Both of them knew what they were looking for when it happened. What did have to happen was the two of them using their unique expertise to solve what was going on which was why neither Shon or Wynter was leaving sick bay.

“You want first shift or second shift?” While many didn’t notice it, there was a small room off to one side that held a lone bio bed. It was basically like a residency room in a hospital where staff could rest between shifts if they were not permitted to leave due to a patients condition. Baht would know Jasmine was asking if he was ready to try and catch his 40 winks first or second.

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

OOC: I don’t think I made Rollo leave, so is she still needed here? To watch for the night entities?

D…

OOC: Your option on whether to wait up. As it turns out the first night shift in there would reveal nothing further .. but hey, who knows ..

It had been an eventful evening for Ensign Baht. His less-than-friendly encounter with the specters on the surface had pumped him full of adrenaline, which was beginning to wear off. At the mention of getting some rest, Shon felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him, dragging his eyelids downward. His hospitable nature made him want to offer the chief medical officer the first reprieve, but… he needed to lay down.

Avoiding the question about coffee for the moment, Shon blinked slowly before glancing at Commander Rollo. “I’ll take second shift if that’s alright Doctor… but Counselor, if you need to rest first then by all means please do so.” His invitation was genuine, but he also sincerely hoped that she would politely decline.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

The observation through the night was more of a medical curiosity. The people did not move at all. Breathing and automatic functions kept things going but it was, medically, not unlike a person in a coma moreso than sleeping. Even Tov, who was recovering from the surgery, went into an almost hibernation coma like state where his vitals stabilized, even if at a lower level than that of Hone and Maree.
- Wookiee

OOC: Taking this as an okay to fast forward to the morning. The bridge thread is hailing us asking about Tov.

=/\= Bridge to Sickbay. Doctor, I don’t know what you have to do to get Mr. Tov awake, but try. He may have the answer we need to start unraveling this problem. Contact me as soon as he regains consciousness. Cochrane out. =/\=

Ensign Baht was half-slumped over the medical terminal, tired eyes straining to maintain attention on the readings. Shon had taken second shift, but his sleep before it had been restless and he was still shaken from the events of the previous day. The communication from the bridge startled Shon awake. He sat up straight on the stool and gripped desperately for the terminal to keep his seat from tipping over due to the sudden movement.

With renewed interest, Ensign Baht inspected the readings again, hoping that with the morning, there would be some clues as to physiological or cognitive changes to the patients that might shine some light on the nature of the specters. He figured that the communication would likely wake Dr. Wynter, and that he best have something to report by the time she emerged from the residency room. He also checked the vitals of the incapacitated aliens, especially Mr. Tov, to see if they might have recovered in general from the events of yesterday.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Jasmine emerged from the small room they had been taking cat naps in moving to Baht’s side. She had heard the Captain and Baht reply. As a well run machine, Jasmine felt a nudge on her arm as Lavonne handed her a cup of coffee. “How does he expect us to wake him up,” Jasmine looked at Baht feeling frustrated. Mulling over what Baht had said she tapped her comm badge

=/\=Sir that is going to be problematic. Not only are our friends asleep but their signs are indicative of being in a coma-like state. Think bear in winter hibernation. I have them hooked up to every monitor and scan we got and everything is coming back flat, steady and undeviating. Sir we only force a patient to consciousness in a state like this in the most direst of situations. We also generally have the right because they are Starfleet officers and that gives us the leeway to do it. Performing such things on civilians or someone like the Graviens who we aren’t sure even their physiology could be disastrous. In fact, I am not sure how we would even go about it safely. The only things we have to pull someone out of a state such as Tov is Leporazine or Netinaline but the side effects for us are possible neural metaphysic shock, cardiac issues, respiratory failure,=/\= her voice trailed off. The list of possible system failure was long so she only tagged the big ones that could cause immediate death. =/\=Don’t we have any Graviens awake on this ship? How do they wake up their people and if they don’t I am not sure we should make Tov Starfleet’s guinea pig on this Sir.=/\=

Jasmine looked at Baht as she spoke wondering if he had different approach or idea. If he had a play that was different than hers, she was all ears.

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

The response from the bridge was almost immediate and the Captain, Jasmine could tell just form his tone, was not happy. =/\= Well, Doctor… something is trying to pull this ship into the planet below us and we have a specter of some sort standing on the bridge talking about the end of all things. Additionally, the location we are being pulled to has the ancient remains of another vessel buried in it… and from the looks of things that landing didn’t go well either. So if that meets your standard of ‘direst of situations’, then perhaps you could start the process of waking Mr. Tov up? But I will ask if that is ok with the Minister, as she is standing right here. =/\=

Cochrane, CO

Jasmine locked her jaw and was glad she was not face to face with Cochrane. =/\=Understood Sir,=/\= she said crisply =/\= For the record know this is against my medical judgment in that I have no idea what sticking a drug into his system will do. Tov is not a Starfleet officer where they sign the dotted line to have their person be the property of Starfleet. This is a foreign sovereign sentient that is not part of the Federation so when I do this under your order and if there is a medical inquiry know my paperwork will reflect that your last and only option in whatever scenario you have decided on was to experiment on the life of a foreign national.=/\= Her response would probably get her a note to come to the principal’s office after class but there was a vast difference in reporting that someone did not survive something they signed up for and reporting the death as a direct cause of your involvement on an unsuspecting individual.

Cochrane responded immediately… and his tone indicated that she may have just stepped in it a bit further than she suspected.

=/\= Thank you Doctor. And again, as I said before, the patient’s government representative was standing right here when I made the request. It was, in fact, her suggestion. So write it up however you like, Doctor. Just get it done. And let me know as soon as he is awake. Thank you. Bridge out. =/\=

Looking at Baht, Jasmine crossed her arms over her chest. Why the rest of the Graviens had no input on waking up their colleagues stunned her? “Did you come over anything that talked about a Gravien being forced awake. There had to be at least one incident of someone somewhere trying to wake a Gravien in an emergency. Scan the local news feeds for any story about this if you can’t find any information in the medical database we have access to.”

Lt. Jasmine Wynter CMO

Cochrane, CO

Shon’s blue face paled as he overheard the conversation between the captain and the chief medical officer. As Wynter listed the medications she was considering, Ensign Baht rushed to procure Leporazine and Netinaline from the medicine cabinet. He presented the vials to Dr. Wynter wordlessly, then moved to the nearest console to begin looking for any evidence of a similar procedure.

Although he did as directed, Baht was not confident that there would be any results. His understanding, both from talking with Gravien doctors and by combing through their medical records the night before, was that there was no known record of a Gravien EVER being wakened from this state. But it was possible he had missed something, so he searched as best he could through what remote access they had been given to Graven media and records.

Shon knew it was not his place to speak on the ethical implications of such a procedure. Truly, he supposed it depended on if they considered Tov’s current state a sleep or a coma. A sleep, well plenty of people had been woken involuntarily from sleep. But if this was more akin to a coma, which it seemed to be from Shon’s observations, a potentially hazardous procedure should be consented to by the patient or, if they were not available, their next of kin. Bolian medical principles respected personal autonomy to the upmost degree, leading Shon to feel highly uncomfortable with the idea that they might be preforming a dangerous operation without the consent of the patient. But as the captain pointed out, there was a timetable here that put the lives of everyone on the Manhattan at stake. And perhaps in Gravien society the power of the governmental representative extended to making medical decisions for indisposed citizens. If so, that seemed like a reasonable tradition to respect.

Still, Ensign Baht wanted to signal his support for his department head’s warnings. “I’m searching now Dr. Wynter. And for the record, I share your concerns.” The ensign was more stoic than usual, the news of the impending peril of the ship and the stress of the sudden medical dilemma subduing his normally jubilant personality.

(Ensign Baht, Medical)

Scans were slim, though thankfully not long after he began, Hone entered sickbay. He bore a concerned expression on his fleshy thick face but it was also an expression of ‘time to work’. Seeing Baht’s expression he said, “It is a question of whether he can be revived rather than will be. It appears that he is in a coma state rather than just sleeping. Do you have anything that heightens the adrenal system?”
- Hone

OOC: Not sure if it was my fault for asking Kate to change the sim, but Kate has two other replies to this. Do you want me to splice this into that thread or would you like to handle it another way?

Steven Sigle, XO


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