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Side sim: Holodeck

Posted July 19, 2019, 12:47 p.m. by Crewman Jasper Jarvis (Cardiology and Surgery) (Iain Foggarty)

Posted by Civilian Cai Taylor (Captain’s Brother) in Side sim: Holodeck

Posted by Lieutenant Drake Marshall (Surgery and Emergency Medicine) in Side sim: Holodeck
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Once the room had filled, Dr Jarvis took centre stage. It was customary for the surgeons of the time to explain the procedure they were about to carry out and since he now had a live audience, it only seemed appropriate. He lightly raised a hand and waited for a sterile quite to descend.

“The first successful attempt at open heart surgery occurred not long before the turn of last century. A patient with a stab wound to the pericardium had it successfully sutured by Dr Williams of Provident Hospital, Chicago,” Jasper began, easily recalling the chapters detailing the earliest cardiac surgeries on earth. “However, before today, no one has dared to attempt an operation on the heart valves themselves.” He strode over to the examination table. “The gentleman you see before you, suffers from mitral valve stenosis. I shall endeavour to locate the damaged valve and repair it.”

IC: Drake stood up, and circled around to go into the doctor’s preparation area. He passed the open holodeck door. “Don’t be squeamish, it’s just open heart surgery.” He called.

He didn’t have time to don as much historically accurate garb as his colleague, but Drake emerged, dressed well enough for the part. “If I recall Jarvis, it’s been a while for you. Still remember where the mitral valve is?” He asked with a playful smile. “I’m here to help, if you need a guiding hand.”

Jasper gave the intruder a wry smile. He had grown used to the doctor’s petty slights by now and so simply brushed it off. However, his earlier comment of ‘Jasper the Ripper’ did have a nice ring to it. Perhaps next time he should make the scene a smoky back alleyway and the patient an unwilling streetwalker who had taken a wrong turn…

“Doctor Marshall, your timing could not be more apt. I need someone to operate the suction device.” He pointed to white metal trolly that housed a series of large glass jars. From one, a rubber tube passed out through a cork stopper and through a piece of apparatus with a crank handle; rudimentary if not archaic. Needless to say, there would be blood spilt when the jars inevitably needed changing. “I hope you work your biceps when you exercise.”

“I recall these devices from history books. I should be able to handle it. You’re really trying to find out at what point these people will pass out from the amount of blood… everywhere, aren’t you?”

“No, Dr Marshall, the blood is incidental. My interest lies purely in conducting this procedure using the simple technologies available at the time. Besides, the presence of the audience is simply to add the realism of the simulation. That and I did not realise that I needed to put a do not disturb sign on the door.”

Dr Jarvis then turned to the nearest nurse. “Nurse, please hand me the surgical knife.” He took one last glance at the pristine white surroundings. They were not going to remain white for much longer.

The holographic woman in white was as part of the surroundings as could be and a nurses cap smiled and handed the instrument to Jarvis. She waited for the next order and gave Drake an almost…excited small smile.

The archaic scalpel cut deep into the patient’s flesh and for a brief moment, a perfectly straight line could be seen. Then the blood, thick and sticky with the distinct smell of rusted iron poured forth. Swiftly handing the surgical knife over to a nurse, Dr Jarvis grabbed several wads of white linen in his bare hands and used them to soak up the crimson fluid; dumping each into a white metal bucket once they had become saturated. “Retractors,” he said firmly as he held out a hand.

Pulling apart the two sides of the incision revealed the heart, but only for a moment as blood quickly filled the cavity. “Dr Marshall, please provide suction to clear the cavity while I cauterise the two sides of the incision.

With an object more resembling a miniaturised garden hose than a medical instrument, Drake began to drain blood from the chest cavity. It quickly started filling one of the jars provided.

Cai was watching with interest. Apparently his dislike of the conventional sickbay did not extend to this sort of setting. Maybe it was the lack of bleeping instruments and flashing lights but this seemed more peaceful…Gore filled and death ensuring certainly but easier to deal with. He looked as the Klingon woman returned to her seat and frowned slightly when Adrian was not with her, turning to Sadee he raised one pierced eyebrow questioningly

Cai

OOC: sorry it took so long for me to post in this, I got caught up with so many other things that I kind of forgot about it.

IC:
“Cotoriser,” Dr Jarvis commanded in an authoritative tone. The nurse handed him a thin metal rod. When she flicked the switch that resided atop a wooden box a large blue and white spark flashed, accompanied by a menacing crackle. With as much precision as could be obtained with such a crude instrument, Jasper began searing the walls of the incision. The skin around the edges blistered and turned a glistening red colour, while the seared flesh whitened like milk. A smell not dissimilar to fried bacon and sausages emanated from the holographic body of the patient.

Handing the hot rod back to the nurse, Dr Jarvis then announced, “I will now make an incision in the patient’s heart so I can attempt to carry out the repair.”

Dr J. Jarvis M.D


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