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side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - A Dash of Medicine

Posted April 27, 2022, 11:41 a.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) (Trin S)

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - A Dash of Medicine

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - A Dash of Medicine

Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: The Essence of a Yeoman - A Dash of Medicine
Rand had searched the database, considered her options and had decided that it would do her some good to expand her knowledge base. So her fist stop was in medical where she’d spoken to Haadok, who had agreed to tutor her. Rand appeared at the designated time and made her way to Haadok’s office.

Yeoman Rand

Haadok sat behind her desk, sifting through a stack of PaDDs now scattered across the tabletop. Some contained lessons on triage, others on common infections in unattended wounds, and many on resourceful approaches to wilderness injuries. Phaser-assisted cauterisation, Haadok tapped another lesson, ‘Nature’s splint?’ Perhaps Macheskey isn’t the best person to ask for name suggestions… Fortunately, she didn’t have to decide just yet as she wanted to learn more about Rand’s goals before solidifying future lessons.

— Haadok, CMO

Rand knocked on the door frame to Haadok’s office and waited. She knew Haadok and Rogers knew each other previously and she wondered if these sessions would be reported directly to Rogers. It bothered her some, but Rand always worked hard and studied hard so she wasn’t too worried about anything negative being said.

Yeoman Rand

“Come in!” Haadok set the PaDD aside and rose, bimbling around the desk to greet her visitor. She expected Rand to appear behind those doors, but misjudgements had led to some awkward conversations before, so she chose not to assume.

Then, the doors hissed open to reveal a space adorned by a desk and monitor, vitals display, and glass shelves. If Rand were to peer closer, she might notice the curious artefacts on display. A redbat skull peered through hollowed eyes, strange stone carvings swayed without motion, an old stethoscope hung from the ledge, and a pair of leather-backed books leaned against the wall. It seemed Haadok was a bit of a collector.

“Yeoman Rand,” Haadok relaxed when she saw a familiar face, “come in. I trust you are well?”

— Haadok, CMO


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