STF

Main Sim - Psych Help - Unroth III

Posted Jan. 16, 2022, 7:18 p.m. by Ensign Dr. Mariah Lee Grayson (Psychiatrist) (Lori Miller)

Posted by Gamemaster Wombat (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Psych Help - Unroth III

Posted by Ensign Dr. Mariah Lee Grayson (Psychiatrist) in Main Sim - Psych Help - Unroth III

Posted by Lieutenant Séan Iven (Chief of Psychiatry) in Main Sim - Psych Help - Unroth III
Posted by… suppressed (10) by the Post Ghost! 👻
These patients were much less likely to come in, and it was several hours before any showed up, or at least any that could be given to psych right away. But Lampkin was a dutiful triage nurse and could recognize the need to spread the love.

First that came in was a lady who was lamenting her husband lost most of his family when the planet broke, this had taken quite the tole on his mental stability and he fell into the drink. Self medicating the pain, had in turn, caused damage to his body. Lampkin frowned and handed the woman a blue Psych card and punched a hole on the side near a box that said home visit.

Next came a girl, all alone. She didn’t approach Lampkin, but instead lingered by the door until her feet got tired and found a chair. Lampkin finally smiled, though it was something of sad smile. She knew an orphan when she saw one. Unkempt, scrawny. Even if she had parents they probably weren’t around enough to ensure all the “right” needs were being fulfilled. Reaching into her smock she procured a lollipop and walked over to her. “Hey there, kiddo,” she said handing it to the girl. “Do you have parents here today?”

The child shook her head and took the candy, thrusting it fully into her mouth and started to suck on it, refusing to speak more. The nurse smiled and patted the girl on the head. She walked back towards one of the other nurses and whispered, “Don’t give her a card, but let Myqian or Iven know we have a kid.”

Through all of this… The camera crew was there, watching and rolling. To their credit the small man stayed out of the way, but his eyes shown with intensity. He was in his element and anyone speaking that was not a part of the crew received a scornful look, but he said nothing. Golfink would get his footage.

GM Wombat

OOC: What a wonderful fellow Golfink is. So how is this information going to get to the psychiatry department?

CoP Iven

=^=Bonner to Iven. We have some individuals down here in the mobile hospital that would benefit from your expertise. Check with Nurse Lampkin when you arrive.=^=

OOC: there ya go. :)
Bonner, AMO

Séan tapped his communicator. =/\=Acknowledged. I’ll come down with Dr Grayson as soon as we can. Are there any medical supplies we might need to bring down, like sedatives?=/\=

OOC: Thank you kindly. ;)

CoP Iven

The comm was quiet a moment while Alexis checked with one of the medics. =/\=We have the whole range of medications down here, but=/\= Alexis looked out the door at the number of people who were still deciding if they would come inside or not, =/\=extra never hurt. When you arrive Nurse Lampkin is running triage and the waiting area. She can help set you up.=/\=

OOC: Any time.

Bonner, AMO

The girl and the lady both sat in their respective chairs, waiting. The lady with the patience of age and desperation, the child with the fidgeting energy of, well, a small child who had just been given sugar.

GM WOmbat

Dr. Mariah Grayson arrived at the mobile hospital in short order after receiving Iven’s update, making sure to bring supplies with her as suggested. Approaching Nurse Lampkin, she offered, “How may I help?”

OOC Lori: I could work with either the little girl or the woman. Any preference? Full disclosure: Adults are my RL clinical comfort zone, but if Iven would prefer Mariah see the little girl, let me know. :-)

~Dr. Mariah Grayson, Psychiatrist

Séan was right behind Mariah and he had a bag slung over his shoulder with extra medical supplies as well. As Alexis said extra never hurt. He set the bag down within reach of Nurse Lampkin and waited for her to answer Dr Grayson.

OOC: I’m fine with treating the girl.

CoP Iven

Lampkin gave the triage nurse look and then rolled her eyes. “Grab a chart, Doctor,” she grumbled having to stop her normal duties. Doctors can be so difficult. With a gesture from her off hand she motioned towards the stack of PaDDs. “Two where called in for a psych consult. There is an old lady over there with a self medicating husband who may need a house call, and then that one.”

Her nod was directed towards the little girl now swinging her feet under the chair. “Don’t know anything about her other than she likes lollipops and is reasonably well behaved.”

GM Wombat

Bump

Séan smiled at Lampkin as he went to pick up the PaDD detailing the girl, with what little information it had on it. At the mention of lollipops he kicked himself for not bringing any but made a mental note to requisition some for the next supply delivery. He moved towards the girl swinging her feet under the chair and crouched down to make their eyes level. “Hi there, I’m Séan. What’s your name?”

CoP Iven

Seeing the little girl was being well taken care of, Mariah reached for the chart detailing what had been cleaned so far. There wasn’t a whole lot, but it wasn’t difficult to discern the older woman was in emotional pain. She approached, mindful not to invade the other woman’s space, but also coming close enough to provide a bit of privacy. No doubt they would have to find somewhere else to talk more privately, but initially, she had to gain the woman’s trust. “Hello,” she offered. “My name is Mariah. I understand you need some help?”

~Dr. Mariah Grayson, Psychiatrist

The older woman looked more or less despondent. “Who doesn’t need help here?” she said looking around and gesturing. After a moment of silence she added, “I am Nohun. I… I need some medication for my husband. Something for the pain.” She glanced around, “He is in a lot of pain.”

GM Wombat

“You’re right, Nohun,” Mariah replied gently, “you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t need help. I’m sorry, that was a silly question, wasn’t it?” She gestured for Nohun to follow her to a moment to a relatively quiet space where some privacy could be achieved. Once they were a bit more settled, Mariah took the opportunity to look the woman over as thoroughly as she could without being intrusive. She’d wait for permission for anything like a proper scan. “Will you tell me more about your husband and the pain he’s in? For example, when it started and where it is?”

~Dr. Mariah Grayson, Psychiatrist


Posts on USS Ogawa

In topic

Posted since


© 1991-2024 STF. Terms of Service

Version 1.15.9