Posted Sept. 18, 2021, 1:05 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) (Trin S)
Posted by Ensign Quinn Dagget (Helmsman) in Doing that Medical Stuff
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) in Doing that Medical Stuff
Posted by Ensign Quinn Dagget (Helmsman) in Doing that Medical Stuff
Quinn stretched out her arms as she walked along the corridor towards Sickbay. She’d had an entertaining arrival, but now it was time to do all the un-fun stuff Starfleet made you do. Checking in for medical and all that boring stuff.In pursuit of that, she stepped into Sickbay and leaned up against a wall.
A Nurse noticed her and walked over. “Excuse me, what do you need?”
“Ah, I’m here for my check-in?” Quinn replied, causing a small nod from the nurse.
“I’ll get someone to do that,” the nurse said, then walked away.
Quinn Dagget, Helm
The nurse returned a moment later with a lithe, PaDD-wielding physician in tow. She carried an ambivalent aura that pervaded even her footsteps. Placid. Precise. Purposeful. But when Quinn caught her eye, she offered not a scowl but a welcoming bow and a gesture to follow.
“You must be Ensign Dagget,” she observed, “I am Doctor Haadok.”
“That’d be me,” Quinn replied, eyeing the woman with an easy smile on her face before following her over to the biobed.
Haadok led Quinn to a nearby biobed where she relinquished the PaDD to the bedside table. “I understand you’re in for a physical,” she continued, “do you have any foremost concerns?”
– Haadok, DO
“Yeah, here for a physical. Gotta do that when I get to a new ship, apparently. Although you’d think they’d do the physical before we leave so that if we aren’t fit for duty we wouldn’t have to travel all the way to our new ship just to have to go back. Anyhoo, I’m healthy as a horse, as they say. At least I feel that way. Guess it’s up to your expertise to tell me if I’m right or not,” Quinn grinned, sitting on the biobed as instructed.
Dagget, Helm
“Onboarding physicals are an…” Haadok detached the wand from her tricorder and swiftly examined its settings “…unnecessary evil.”
Satisfied the device wasn’t prepped for a Tellarite patient, Haadok lifted her gaze to Quinn and offered a slight nod. “I will run a basic scan to confirm your health,” she informed. “Meanwhile, tell me about yourself. What do you feel is pertinent for my staff and I to know?”
[feel free to insert scan results here!]
— Haadok, D.O.
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