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Sickbay - Summoning Captain Rogers [Tag CO]

Posted May 15, 2022, 3:18 p.m. by Lieutenant Junior Grade Haadok (Chief Medical Officer) (Trin S)

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Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Sickbay - Summoning Captain Rogers [Tag CO]
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Rand nodded crisply, “Of course Captain. I’ll get that sent out immediately.” In fact, Rand lifted her PaDD from where it hung from it’s strap on her shoulder. She made a few quick taps, “How long do you want the weapons room blocked out for?”

Shirley ruminated over her Yeoman’s question over the time duration of having the weapons room open for phaser training briefly, “Two hours should suffice Ensign, but if we need extra innings, then we will work until we are through.” Captain Rogers was the type of Starfleet officer that would literally not rest until the job was completed with a goal of exceeding expectations.

“Yes, Cpt.” Her stylus tapped a staccato rhythm on her PaDD as she blocked out the time and added it to the out going memo.

She was also at the same time starting to draft a memo to send out to the department heads. Rand paused and looked up at the captain. Of course, with a tactical background she would expect such a thing. She’d tried to get Lt Fordham to give her extra practice, but then he left, and then Carmichael left, and they hadn’t had a COS for awhile. And the whole idea got shunted to the side in all the work. “Not particularly, Cpt. Phaser and hand to hand training is not required for yeoman, and extra spots in those classes are at a premium. I know how to point and fire it, make sure the safety is engaged or not. That’s the extent of it.”

Shirley sighed, not due to Rand’s explanation considering it was accurate according to the Star Fleet Academy training regimens for officer training, but due to that being a missed opportunity for Starfleet as a whole. She had been involved in the field of Security even prior to her Starfleet career having worked casinos in Las Vegas back on Earth to build up her experience in the area for future job applications along with fulfilling her goal of bettering herself.

Shirley contemplated a response for her Ensign which would come off blunt, “Well you are quite fortunate Ensign in two ways here actually. In the first way, I am happy to hear that the Sentinel nor any other ship you have served on had not ever had an enemy boarding party. Based off of your entire portfolio, you are a quality officer, asset to Starfleet, and have family along with others that love you out there without a doubt. Now you are also fortunate in this second way, I will not speak for my peers, but you are now under my command, and I will do my absolute best to ensure your safety. That comes with having an ability to defend yourself in unexpected and hazardous situations that we may face in the coming future. I am a natural explorer with the best of them, but not everyone outside of Starfleet shares our core values. I look forward to working with you Ensign.” Shirley smiled warmly at Rand.

Rand wasn’t sure what to say to that so she simply uttered a “Thank you, Cpt.” Did the woman really just say that if the ship was boarded and it went wrong it would be Rand’s fault? It wasn’t like Rand hadn’t tried to get the training and argued for it. It wasn’t like Rand wasn’t aware of the procedures for such possibilities. Oh this was BAD. So bad....did Rogers really believe that? And what in blue blazes did her family have to do with it. These thoughts though we’re hidden from Rogers or any passerbys behind her calm collected professional composure.

Walking into sickbay, Rand stopped the nearest nurse. “Cpt Rogers is here for her appt with Dr Haadok.”

Yeoman Rand

Nurse Eber peered over his PaDD, antennae flicking to attention as he noticed Yeoman Rand approach with Captain Rogers in tow. “Have a seat on biobed two,” he jabbed a blue thumb at the bed, “I’ll grab Dr Haadok.”

Shirley crossed her arms patiently waiting for her new Chief Medical Officer, Dr. Haadok. She had known her for quite some time and looked forward to working with her once again. It was nice to see a familiar face in a new assignment for Shirley. She turned to Rand, “You are dismissed Ensign, thank you for your assistance today.”

  • Captain Shirley Rogers

“Yes, Cpt.” Rand did a crisp about face and strode with a click of heels down the corridor.

Yeoman Rand

Haadok emerged from the recovery ward with a tricorder tucked under her arm and aura of relief. Days earlier, Byrd approached her about a patient with alarming symptoms. Low blood pressure. Tachycardia. Syncope. She complained of a relentless haze that encouraged Haadok to take on her case. They searched for a physiological reason, but each test led to another question. She had no signs of bacterial or viral infection. Though her ferratin levels were a little low, they weren’t concerning. Haadok noticed her cortisol levels peaked outside the standard range, but that was not unusual among Starfleet Officers. She even checked her electrolytes, but they were expected, save for a minor B12 and vitamin D deficiency… but that was expected for a vegan woman living light years from a starlit world. Haadok couldn’t find an underlying pathology.

There was a perceived spontaneity about Romero’s symptoms that Haadok refused to accept. Symptoms were only symptoms because they emerged with a magnitude that the brain could passively discern. Pain. Nausea. Chest tightness. That did not suggest they existed in a vacuum. Haadok knew most signs existed out of touch with Romero’s brain. They were simply too faint or negligible for her brain to register. Haadok needed to find those signs. But, right now, Romero’s physiology wasn’t saying much. And her files said even less.

Then, after conducting a routine neurological scan, they discovered minor craniocervical instability.

It was a nominal difference, but Haadok found even the slightest changes in a human’s neurophysiology had profound consequences on their wellbeing. Romero’s condition, though difficult to detect, was well understood. With time and mild drug and physical therapies, Haadok expected she would improve.

Haadok took in a soft breath and dismissed the case from her mind, focusing on a familiar face.

“Captain Rogers,” Haadok greeted, “I never expected you would develop an aversion to sickbay.” There was, if one could see past her scowl and attentive gaze, a trace of humour in her words. “How are you feeling today?”

— Dr Haadok, CMO

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