Sickbay Command

Posted on Sat Apr 25th, 2020 @ 4:02am by Senior Chief Petty Officer Helga (Hel) Lowe & Lieutenant Dwight McCabe & Chief Warrant Officer Jemner

1,068 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Food for the Gods
Location: Sickbay

ON:

After the new doctor was settled in his quarters, he strode through the doors of sickbay and headed into the empty office, putting a box down on the empty desk. Dwight pulled out a few things for his office and set them up. A small picture on his desk of his parents and a picture of the hometown in Ireland.

Seeing that he was satisfied of the quick setup, he picked up the PADD and glanced through the roster list of crewmembers of the medical department. He wanted to know who he will be working with. Who the doctors are and who are the nurses and who are the medical technicians.

From his office, he walked out into the opening of sickbay to see all the biobeds and to get a count of patients that were laying on it at this moment. A small count means that it will be a slow day, unless more crews decide to come in. There were some nurses and technicians attending to the patients and some were fiddling with the equipment and some setting up treatment.

He flagged down a woman whom he figured is a nurse by the insignia on her uniform. "I am Doctor Dwight McCabe, the new Chief Medical Officer. What is your name?"

She turned and smiled. "Hello, doctor. I'm Helga Lowe."

"A pleasure to meet you, Nurse Lowe. How are those patients doing over on those beds? Anything I need to worry about?"

"Nothing to worry about, but it would not hurt for you to have a look at their charts," she said. "In case they need further treatment. One is recovering from a rhinoplasty. Two were treated for a bacterial infection after shore leave."

He nodded as his eyes took a glance at the biobeds a few times before he focused on her. "That's good. Have you seen Doctor Newmark, the Assistant Chief?"

"Not today," she said. "But he will be in a bit later to do his rounds. You can always call him in if you wish to speak to him, doctor."

"Okay, I will catch up with him later. Let's take a look at the two with bacterial infection...which bed is it?" Dwight waited until the nurse leads the way to where the patients are.

"This is Sergeant Mitchell," she said, taking him to the first patient. "Hello, sergeant. This is Doctor McCabe."

Dwight picked up the PADD from a nearby tray to read his information. "Hello, Sergeant. How do you feel? I see that you sustained some burns that weren't treated quickly and it caused bacteria to enter systemically."

"Yes," he said, looking sheepish. "I cleaned it and thought I was good."

"Better to leave it for medical personnel to do it than to do it yourself, Sergeant. Sometimes the germ organisms can be difficult to kill."

"It didn't look that bad at first," the sergeant said. "When it did, I came here."

"You did the right thing by coming here. We will fix it with stronger medications and return you to duty in a few days," he gave a reassuring smile. He turned to look at the nurse, "Where is the other patient? Is it the same situation?"

"No," the nurse said. "This one bought some home-brewed beer from a shop. He needed a wide-spectrum antibiotic."

"Okay," he went over the information on the PADD for the 2nd patient as he approached him, who appears to be sleeping. "Beer? I'm surprised he got that on the ship. I'm certain that is not allowed...is it? I will have to report that to Commodore York. I agree with the antibiotic."

"It should have been cleared first," Helga replied. "It would have been checked first, so he must have smuggled it aboard." She smiled. "I don't think he'll do that again."

"Hmm. I'm responsible for such things like this to report it. I'm certain he won't do it again."

Jemnar came out from the back where the supplies were being checked, he had the accounting completed for the Emergency stores. He quietly wait for the Doctor to turn; Jemnar really should make his introductions.

[Hello Doctor McCabe...] The hands making the sign language translations with a flurry of motions. [I am nurse Jemnar.] The automated voice was a humanmale with a tenor voice as his girlfriend in the translation department had worked with him to perfect the system. [It is a pleasure to meet you.] He ended.

Dwight turned, seeing another person in a medical uniform. He didn't expect someone's hands to be dancing and a voice coming out from somewhere, not from his mouth that wasn't moving. Deaf?

"Nurse Jemnar," he said, speaking slowly. He put at hand on his own chest, "Yes, I'm Doctor Dwight McCabe. You have no voice? Hearing?"

[No vocal cords.] Jemnar signed simply. [I am an empath, much like the Betazoid people. This system allows me to communicate more easily with the crew.]

He put his hand down and spoke at a normal speed this time. "My apologies. Never met your kind. I was just talking to Nurse Lowe about these two patients here of bacterial infections. I'm getting to know this sickbay, the crewmembers and the areas plus the tours. I came from USS Pathfinder as an ACMO...a smaller ship with a smaller size sickbay."

Jemnar smiled. [Being the new one on the ship is always a bit difficult.] His hands moved in a flurry of motions. [I am a good nurse as I can hear your orders and do not 'chit-chat' when working 'hands-on' with patents." His eyes hoped his attempt at humor went through. "I get the feeling you are a good Doctor..." HIs hands hesitated. "Call it a ... H-u-n-c-h?" The word was said slower by the translator.

Helga chuckled. He could chit-chat when he felt like it, but she wasn't going to say anything about it. He was a good nurse, and she enjoyed working with him.

“Well, thank ya Jemnar,” he said. Dwight smiled after hearing Nurse Lowe laughing softly.

"If we can go back to your office, Jemnar and I will show you the files," Helga said. "And I can make tea."

She smiled and led the way back to the doctor's office.

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OFF

Lieutenant Dwight McCabe
Chief Medical Officer
USS Calypso

Senior Chief Petty Officer Helga Lowe
Nurse
USS Calypso

Warrant Officer Jemnar
Nurse
USS Calypso

 

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