Posted by Lieutenant Solal Segal (Oncology and Immunology) in Main Sim - Primary Sickbay (Tag Marshall and Segal)

Posted by Gamemaster Mischief Maker (co-Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Primary Sickbay (Tag Marshall and Segal)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Drake Marshall (Surgical Chief/ Emergency Medicine) in Main Sim - Primary Sickbay (Tag Marshall and Segal)
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=/\= Solal here, on my way. =/\= It was a few minutes, and the half Vulcan doctor arrived to the correct office. “Doctor Walker. I am needed for something?”

~ Lt Solal

Drake was only a few seconds behind Solal. “Problem, Brad?” Drake wasn’t usually called for a consult until a situation was either dire or complicated enough it took multiple doctors to unwind. He saw the multiple-specialty half Vulcan Solal also present. “Problem with your dignitary?”

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.

“You could say that,” Brad said. “I’m appointing you two to lead the investigation into her symptoms. She’s just arrived for her intake exam, and I’d like to introduce you to her.”

“Any questions beforehand?”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Willow Taylor
Tourguide

“Did she report any symptoms on the trip? Anything we weren’t advised of in the staff meeting?” Drake fished a PaDD out of his lab coat pocket and started going back over the history.

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.

~Mischief Maker

“Only that she described herself as a ‘willing patient’, so either she’s not as hospital-phobic as we were told, or she’s trying to push through it to get what she feels is a ‘proper diagnosis,’” Brad replied.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

“Either, way it’s a start. She’ll be cooperative and even if there’s a diagnosis she’s after… we can cross that bridge when the tests are run.” Drake wasn’t overly concerned with what the patient wanted to hear, more so why she was perpetually ill.

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.

Brad nodded, turning to Solal. “Any questions from you?” he asked.

“Nothing to add,” replied Solal. Symptoms would have been his first question, and Marshall had already asked that and received no useful answer.

“Alright, then let’s go introduce you two and then you can get started,” Brad said with a smile, leading them out of his office and back into the main ward, making a beeline for Mero’s biobed.

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

Su’en was somewhere between a long suffering employee, and doting uncle. Which is to say he was always near at hand and almost uniformly in the way. Every device surrounding Mero was poked, prodded, scoffed at, and derided as error prone. When he was asked to get out of the way he always seemed to shuffle out of immediate danger but then was right back at the ambassador’s side a few moments later.

“They talk a lot, My Lady. A lot of talking and not a lot of doing,” he muttered, “And I am not convinced they will do it right.”

GM Wombat

Salin had eventually come to sit on the biobed, her bearing elegant even as she kicked her feet back and forth. She gave Su’en a smile. “Be patient. We’ve seen them do good work. We must trust that they have a process that works for them.” Despite her confident words, her fingers tapped on the biobed.

~Mischief Maker

Moments later, Brad approached the bed again, two other officers trailing behind him: a Human and a Vulcan.

“Ambassador, may I introduce the two doctors who will be leading our department’s efforts in your case?” he said. Indicating the human, he said “This is Dr. Drake Marshall, the senior-most doctor on the ship who’s not also an administrator,” a subtle dig at himself, then gesturing to the Vulcan, “And Dr. Solal Segal, who specializes in some of the more esoteric and difficult-to-diagnose ailments that can affect the body.”

Cmdr. Dr. Brad Walker
Chief of Staff

“Just ‘Doctor Solal’, please. Thank you.” The Vulcan swiftly corrected the Commander. Solal was half-Vulcan, hence having a surname, but preferred to be called by his first, which was more like a Vulcan name.

Salin beamed at the trio of doctors, her silver eyes lighting up. “I see. I am glad to meet you,” she said, pressing her hands together in of herself and bowing forward while carefully sweeping hands her hands outwards. Even seated on a biobed, the Ambassador moved ever so gracefully. “I appreciate any help you might be able to offer me. Do we have a plan for how we will proceed?” she asked, gazing at each in turn.

Zoi walked in and two security personnel took their place outside the med bay doors as was standard protocol for high priority guests. The ambassador certainly qualified. She smiled warmly and looked at those that had gathered. She had gotten the dossier of all of the Ambassador’s staff so she knew who all was supposed to be present. She went to Suén. “Good day. I am Lieutenant Commander Zoi Haven, Chief of Security. I want to go over security details and show you to the Ambassadors quarters to make sure we have all of her needs cared for.”

Haven, CoS

Drake cast a wary gaze at the Security officers. He didn’t like having guards in sickbay.

Momentarily distracted by the person approaching her aide, Mero simply smiled and returned her focus on the doctors.

~Mischief Maker

“I think, Ambassador, jumping straight to a plan is a mistake. Let’s get some vitals and some information and we’ll make a plan based on your current situation.” He pulled out a medical tricorder and started scanning. “So, how are you feeling today, Ambassador?”

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.

Mero startled as Marshall brandished the device, her mass of white hair floating about her head. “Oh! Umm, much the same,” she said clasping her hands together tightly. Even as he started scanning he could tell her heart rate increased rapidly.

Other than her heart rate, she was displaying signs of a headache in her right temple. There rest of her vitals were logged but would require comparison to her species’ baseline to know what was considered normal or not.

Salin turned to look at Su’en and gave him a strained smile. “You can go, I’ll be fine. And maybe you can bring a banana like you were mentioning?” she said more eagerly.

~Mischief Maker

“I would like to start with some of the things that brought you to us.” Solal started, keeping out of Marshall’s way as Marshall conducted the scans. “What were the symptoms that made you want to seek help here?”

~ Lt Solal, Immunology

Drake nodded approvingly of Solal’s questioning, while he pulled a PaDD out to compare the vitals displayed on his tricorder to species baseline. Unlike, it seemed to him, most people, Drake suspected strongly that she wasn’t being hypochondriacal when she complained of her various symptoms. Though it wouldn’t be beyond him to be after credit for uncovering a new disease and hopefully curing it.

-Lt Cmdr Drake Marshall, M.D.