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Sickbay- Songz's Physical

Posted Sept. 29, 2021, 9:30 p.m. by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) (Kate O'Neill)

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in Sickbay- Songz’s Physical

Posted by Lieutenant Jasmine Wynter (Chief Medical Officer) in Sickbay- Songz’s Physical

Posted by Civilian Sair Songz (Counselor) in Sickbay- Songz’s Physical
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Sair had laughed a little when she had first learned about Starfleet’s rules on regular physicals in her first stint in the exchange program. For adult Kobliads, missing an appointment would result in death. So every thirty-three days, she saw a doctor to get her custom dueridium injection along with, now, her gene therapy treatment. When she had still been a regular doctor, she had seen to her own treatments since she knew her metabolic match perfectly and it was easier than trying to teach a rotation of new people how to get it just right. But things were different now and Sair was a bit nervous about entrusting her life to strangers. On the other hand, her previous experience in the Federation had given her a great deal of understanding into the people who served in Starfleet and she knew she could trust them.

Stepping into Sickbay with a stasis crate in hand, the lilac haired counsellor looked about and flagged one of the staff. “Excuse me, I’m looking for Doctor Wynter?” she said with a bright smile.

~Sair Songz, CNS

“She is over there,” one of the doctors waved a stylus behind her shoulder. “Yo doc you have a patient,” they yelled as they continued the scan on the patient in the bed.

Hearing her name, Jasmine put down her coffee and moved towards the officer. “Hello. You must be the new psyche officer. Pleased to meet you,” she extended her hand. “I assume you are here for your check in?”

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Oh, right, handshakes. those were a Human thing. Sair shuffled the stasis box fully into one arm and then reached out to take Wynter’s hand, giving it a firm shake. “Yes, I’m Sair Songz. Here to have my physical as well as delivery my current batch of dueridium and gene therapy injections. Is there a safe place to put these for now?” She tried to relax her grip on the case but all-in-all she was rather protective of it. Starfleet and her and come to an agreement on the best way to have future supplies delivered, since deuridium destabilized after a period of time, but she could keep several doses on hand at a time and since she was a Super-Celler and had a longer span between injections, she could go a ways before she needed a new supply.

~Sair Songz, CNS

“Lemme take that,” Jasmine reached out for the case. Starfleet medical has sent the brief about what you require for this. We have the storage unit all set up. After I get you checked in we can go over where they gene therapies are going to be. I hope it it’s okay but since you were a CMO in the past I was going to access to it I normally wouldn’t. Things can get crazy here at times so due to your condition and ability to correctly administer it I think fine in the off chance emergency someone is not here to administer it for you. Take a seat,” she gestured to the bio bed as she motioned for a nurse to come take the case

Jasmine Wynter. Cmo

A wash of relief flooded her, and for a moment Sair hesitated before handing over her precious cargo. More than anything, she just wanted it to be not a big deal and for people to understand her protectiveness. As the nurse took the case from her hands, Sair exhaled and hopped up on the biobed. “I appreciate you letting me handle things myself when needed. I have no objections to anyone where administering my doses, but I’m a long way from home and it’s nice ot have one less thing to worry about,” she said with a bright smile.

~Sair Songz, CNS

“Of course. If it is okay I would like the staff to administer some of the treatments…just so they know the routine. It has nothing to do with you but more me wanting to make sure my staff is fully trained with every contingency given your special medical situation. So now for the boring stuff,” Jasmine said running the tricorder over Sair. “Anything out of the ordinary I should know about?”

Jasmine Wynter CMO

Sair shook her head. “Not so much. It was a bit rough in the post-partum period, just with my fluctuating hormones and how it affects the uptake of dueridium in my cells. But six months ago I noticed that it had drastically stabilized and it’s been good since!” She grinned. “I don’t like bragging about my Super-Celler status back around my people, but between you and me, I’m super grateful because it means I don’t have to worry about this nonsense as often. And so yes, I’m not partial to who administers my doses. I’m due in about a Standard week, so we can make a plan to have an intro session then. In the meantime, I will just ask that access to my supply is limited. the less risk of accidental tampering, the better.”

The scans of Sair showed she was healthy and her cell structures (with the help of the dueridium in her system) were stable. There were some signs of fatigue, but given the travelling, it wasn’t abnormal.

~Sair Songz, CNS

“Well you are fit as a fiddle despite some residual fatigue but that is to be expected. I mean who gets any sleep when you are traveling huh,” Jasmine chatted away writing down random readings on the PaDD. Looking up she bit her lip for a second. “What if we make the code for your supplies your birthday? I mean it’s not like it’s classified but its easy enough for someone to find in the case of an absolute emergency? I will get the medical staff together if you want to do a training for them.” Setting the PaDD down Jasmine leaned against the bed behind her. “So you have a baby,” she said with a smile. “What’s the little Song bird’s name?”

Jasmine Wynter CMO


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