Posted by Lieutenant Allison Scott (Pediatrics/Assistant Chief Medical Officer) in Carraya IV, Clinic- Main Sim

Posted by Captain Willow Taylor (Commanding Officer) in Carraya IV, Clinic- Main Sim

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Pilar O’Keefe (Head Nurse) in Carraya IV, Clinic- Main Sim
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The shimmer of the transporter fell away from Drake’s eyes. He took in the scene around him. “I’ve worked with worse.” He followed the Captain toward anyone resembling an officer.

-Dr Drake Marshall

Mark materialised and looked around. He heard Drake’s comment. “Worked with worse? What were you expecting?” Who did this guy think he was?

-Lt(j.g.) Mark Pierce, CE
OOC: Double the fun. Two characters in one thread.

Pilar rematerialized on the surface with the others and took in the surroundings and adjusted her med kit “Let’s get going folks. We need to get out of the weather as much as we can.”

Head Nurse

Michael appeared as well. He had to explain to his niece that her coming down to the planet would be a BAD IDEA (TM), not only for her, but also for him as her guardian. Besides, she had a project to completed for her schooling and it was due within the week. So Michael was down here on away team duty, and she was up in their quarters either practicing her swear words or working on her project. He hoped it was the latter of the two options, because the former of them meant she wasn’t being productive with her time and would take her frustration over lack of time to work on her assignment on him, which would result in a further stream of foul language flowing out of her mouth.

He nodded to the others, pulled out his tricorder and began to scan.

• Easter, Eng

OOC: I’ve rolled with the extra staff the CofStaff mentioned and have added them to my GM Characters. They’ve beamed down too (Ensign Daniel Carr and Lt. Emily Shapiro, a newly graduated doctor and an experience nurse respectively). Also, not sure what you’re scanning for, so I’ll wing it. I’m also going to link an image to the original layout of the clinic so you have a reference for what they are currently working with after the storm damage (ie. most of the front half of the clinic).
IC:
Easter’s readings showed that in the immediate area there were 75 people, including the Ogawa crew, but excluding the Klingons and few Romulans that lived up in the old compound still. Several people were inside, while the rest were in the camp area next to the clinic.

Stepping out of the front door of the rather rough looking clinic was a fairly tall woman with dark skin and a dark hair closely cropped to her head. She was wearing a medical blue uniform that looked rather lived in already, despite still being morning. Her face looked almost haggard but the moment she saw the Ogawa’s crew, there was a slight pulling back of her shoulders and lift of a chin as her eyes expressed relief. “You have no idea how happy I am to see you all,” she said as she approached the group. Spotting Willow, she offered the Ogawa’s CO her hand. “Commander Bosede Xerdosa, Commanding Officer of this rather mud laden place,” she said with a fairly heavy accent. “Come with me and let’s get out of the rain. Be warned, it’ll be a tight fit.”

Willow took the hand with a warm smile and shook it. “Captain Willow Taylor of the Uss Ogawa. Happy to help.”

With a glance back at the away team to ensure they were ready to move Willow gladly followed, introductions could wait for drier conditions.

Leading them through the door she had come out, Xerdosa kicked her boots against the doorframe to knock off any mud and nonchalantly moved into what would normally have been the reception and triage area and now doubled as Primary Care as well. There was currently only a young Romulan woman there sitting patiently on a makeshift bed. The place was as tidy and clean as you could get given there were little in the way of environmental controls and the outside weather seemed to sneak its way in in small amounts. Most of the right side and some of the back of the clinic was blocked off and sealed with some sort of plastic as tightly as possible. The plastic billowed slightly, indicating that it was open to some sort of breeze on the other side.

Willow followed Xerdosa’s lead and moved carefully in so that there was as much room as possible for them to gather.

Commander Xerdosa looked around the half-lit clinic. “So, as you can tell things are… rough around here. The storm a couple weeks ago took out our main surgical area and storage, along with most of main power supplies. Since then, we’ve been operating on emergency power and power cells and saving the bulk of it for our makeshift surgical bay so that we can have as sterile an area as possible, and also have the ability to replicate medicines.” She gestured towards the back of the clinic. “We’ve got a couple people in recovery and one person in Long-Term. The rest that mostly come through here are those who just arrived and need a medical clearance in order to take up residence in the camp, and also those who arrived here with injuries or acquire them them here.”

As the woman spoke Willow glanced around.

She exhaled and held up her hands slightly defensively. “I am so grateful that you are here, but I also need you to understand that as bad as things have been, there is a system here and this is my clinic. Regardless of construction plans and whatnot, big decisions are mine to make and we know these people best. Some have been here for months. So, when in doubt, ask one of us before you just jump on in. Despite losing our main computer last week, we do have a record system for most of the refugees.” As she was speaking, the man from the comm appeared at Bosede’s side and gave them a wave. “And this Lieutenant Mayur Joshi, our security officer who is also a medic. My psuedo first officer is our psychologist, Lieutenant Commander Yirn, and our other Doctor is Ensign Anni Rinne. Both are out on rounds in the camp right now and will be here shortly to meet you all.”

~Mischief Maker

With a nodd Willow indicated her away team. “I understand Commander. We want to do whatever we can to help but will of course respect your set up and authority as much as is possible. Please allow me to introduce my away team. Our engineering team, chief engineer Lieutenant Mark Pierce and Lieutenant Michael Easter. Some of our medical staff, Lieutenant Commander Pilar O’Keefe our Head Nurse, Lieutenant Drake Marshall our head of Surgery and Emergency Medicine specialist. Ensign Daniel Carr medical officer and Lt. Emily Shapiro, nurse.” She said indicating each one in turn.

The two medical officers stepped forward. Carr gave Xerdosa a respectful nod. “Ma’am. Lieutenant Shapiro and I are your new arrivals.”

Bosede all but sighed in relief. “I don’t know whether to welcome you or suggest you ask for a transfer, but we’re glad to have you all the same. Hope you’re ready to get stuck in?”

“Indeed, whatever you need,” Shapiro replied.

“And Lieutenant Isabel Delaney, Security.” Izzy said with a half smile as she walked to where the rest of them had gathered. She had taken a quick moment to look around at the exterior building layout before following the Captain and the rest of the away team.

“Perhaps our engineering team could see what they could do about getting you some.more power while we talk.”

Willow Taylor
CO

Commander Xerdosa nodded. “We have a power generator on loan from the Klingons, but you can imagine how well that’s been working out. Our emergency power cells have been working in a pinch, but getting the new clinic up and running is a priority.”

Mark heard this and turned to the other engineer. “Alright. Let’s get going. We need main power or an additional generator. Assess conditions on arrival. Understood?” He paused.
“Move out.”

-Lt(j.g.) Mark Pierce, CE

“You’ll find the Klingon’s generator under cover around the side of the building,” Xerdosa called to them as the engineers began to move.

Pilar nodded as she was introduced and waited to get to work “What are some of the things we’re facing down here medical wise?” She asked as she looked around the area.

Head Nurse

Delaney, Sec

The clinic’s CO exhaled. “It’s a combo of things right now. Mostly minor injuries that occur here or that people arrive with in their escape. Our last update from the Romulan border indicated that there is a faction stirring up trouble and those that were already vulnerable are being forced to get out of the way. For them, that means risking the wrath of what exists for Romulan authorities and and crossing the border into the neutral zone. Most have been ending up here, but we’re hardly the only place. Just a current focal point.”

“The thing we’re vigilant about is general public health and the risk of disease spreading. So far we’ve been fortunate, but we’re need to be wary. The other side is that the Federation Council is trying to figure out what to do with these refugees and so at the moment we’re more or less given no guidance. Our job for now is to make them as comfortable as possible. But the camp is makeshift and not suited for these conditions. After the storm destroyed a lot of the clinic and our supplies, we’re just trying to keep our heads above water,” Xerdosa explained.

~Mischief Maker

Drake couldn’t help but smirk a little. “It’s mostly minor injuries. What’s the minority? And don’t worry about a perfect surgical setup. You have the one surgeon in Starfleet who doesn’t need an SSF or anything.”

-Dr Drake Marshall

Xerdosa’s brows lifted and she looked utterly unimpressed as she folded her arms across her chest. “Good for you, even if your assertion is entirely wrong,” she said flatly. Given they hadn’t had a working SSF since the storm, there was at least two doctors at the clinic who had potentially been doing surgery without it.

“As for our other cases, we had three traumatic brain injuries of varying degrees in the aftermath of the storm. Some trees on the other side of the site where part of the camp had been located for shelter came down. Big trees. The Klingons came and helped clear the debris, but the most severe of the cases developed an intracerebral hemorrhage that required immediate surgery. Given our clinic was half flooded and filled with debris, it made that patient’s prognosis less than ideal.” Bosede exhaled and her slightly irritated tone subsided. “The patient survived surgery and has been recovering mostly well, but the risk of infection was higher than it should have been and we’re monitoring things closely.” She didn’t like that she had lost her temper, even slightly, but she felt dead on her feet. While some days were better than others, the CO was managing only an average of 2 hours of sleep a night right now. Usually Yirn intervened and covered things, given she needed less sleep than the others to function.

“We also have a Romulan woman who is likely to give birth in the next few days. I tried to convince her to at least move up to the Klingon compound, but she wouldn’t leave her family. Her mother arrived in poor health with a host of issues and the woman also has a daughter. We’ve had no transporters, so moving anyone that way was out. Now that you’re here, maybe they’ll be more willing to be moved in a way that is safer for everyone. We also have a young Romulan boy who has been under the weather and Yirn should be back after checking on him. His mother died from a series of issues shortly after arriving. And that’s not even including the amputation we did due to severe gangrene because the patient had been caught in an explosion and hadn’t had time to get the shrapnel removed from a wound before they had to evacuate and their tiny shuttle had had almost no emergency supplies.” Even listing these particular cases made her feel emotionally exhausted. Long gone was her necessary detachment, though she was good at working on auto-pilot when needed. “Any other questions?”

“If you need me too I can assist with the delivery. I’m Dr. Scott from Pediatrics,” Ally extended her hand. She was not obstetrics but had deleivered a few babies from time to time.

Lt. Ally Scott, medical

For his part, the newly arrive doctor assigned to the clinic had gone pale. It wasn’t hard to guess that this wasn’t want Ensign Carr had imagined for his first assignment.

~Mischief Maker

Pilar listened quietly and made some notes on the PaDD in her hand “Okay, show me to what you have set up for a clinic at the moment.” She said and looked at the doctors “I’ll start getting things organized and set up, making things as sterile as possible.” She said falling into her job of Head Nurse and getting things in order for the doctors “I suggest we have a main clinic for triage and treatment of the minor injuries and a second one set up for the more serious injuries and the ill.”

Head Nurse

Willow sighed deeply. “I’m not going to lie Commander, this is not an easy situation for any of us and I commend you on the work you and your staff have done in order to keep things as smoothly organised as possible. What I’d like to do just now is offer you my staff and some supplies to supplement your own in the short term while your staff update mine on the conditions of each patient and my engineers try and get your power up and working.”

She glanced at Drake and Pilar as if to say “this means you two.” Before continuing. “My science team and security team would be best suited to get a survey of the area and ensure we are as safe as we can be and that the potential site for the new hospital is a go. From then I’d like to suggest we transport your patients to the Ogawa for continued treatment with your permission and under your staff supervision of course. This will allow your staff to rest for some time while we look at the plans to get youykur hospital.”

She considered running a hand over her damp red hair. “I will also need to discuss the location of the hospital with yourself and the camp official if there is one as there may be some movement needed there. Does this plan work for you?” She waited expectantly.

Willow Taylor
CO

Pilar looked at Willow for a moment and then at Drake “My suggestion would be that we take the most critical to the Ogawa, the three head injuries and possibly the pregnant woman and her family.” She said as she looked around “Which way to the clinic that you have?” Pilar asked as she tucked the padd she had with her in her medical bag and slung that over her shoulder. They had patients that needed care and her job was to make sure that the care was well organized.

Head Nurse