Bridge Trauma

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Medical Log

Gidgiddoni, Acting Chief Medical Officer

USS Challenger

 

Patient: Sean Xiang

 

Treatment: Human male subject was unconscious with audible responsiveness to pain, with visible signs of first and second degree discharge burns and indications of probable concussion. Empathic suppression used to stabilize subject until field review of medical history listed no known pharmocological allergies. 3 cc hydrocortilene analgesic provided via carotid hypoinduction. 4 cc trianoline to reduce concussive swelling, no indications of tissue damage or cranial bleeding. Dermaline gel applied to discharge burns on both hands, right forearm, neck and jawline, followed by successful protoplasic tissue reconstruction.

 

Status: Subject remains unconscious. 2 cc formazine prepared for resuscitation upon command consult.

Edited June 10, 2008 by Gidgiddoni

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Medical Log, Addendum

Gidgiddoni, Chief Medical Officer

USS Challenger

 

Patient: Sean Xiang

 

Treatment: Subject revived with 2 cc formazine via carotid hypoinduction. Contraindications reported included severe dizziness and nausea. Empathic suppression re-initiated to assist patient. Cranial application of Vulcan neuro-pressure provided positive results. Patient cleared for duty.

 

Drug Interactions: Based on patient reported previous interactions with matrasaline series, recommend bicaridene sedative over metorapan for future treatment.

 

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She flipped the screen of her medical computer down, sending it into standby mode. Gid rubbed her slender fingers along her bare scalp, breathing a sigh. She had never been one to fall behind on essential record-keeping. Thanks to an exploding console on the bridge, Xiang was the crewmember she knew most about. She'd met Ensign Savros on their last assignment - he was more open than many Vulcans, which meant he was still private. She felt a flush of excitement and smiled wryly to think she had a whole new crew to meet, a whole new department to build.

 

The Challenger sickbay still seemed bare and impersonal. The mission to the Klingon homeworld hadn't provided her with much time to make it warmer and inviting. The ship was now berthed at a Klingon outpost, where they'd be taking on a new member of the medical staff, Ensign Natalie Harris. Dr. Harris was a young human female, according to her record, with specialties in viral physiology and battle medicine. Useful combinations.

 

She wondered if she'd get a chance to examine a Klingon up close during the mission. Textbooks were scant with details of their physiology, but there was something envigorating about a race with such physical stamina. Many species in the Federation still tended to rely on their technology more than their own bodies and innate abilities. Klingons reveled in their strength and scorned weakness. They experienced life with vigor, in a way Deltans could appreciate.

 

Another thin smile pressed her lips together. She would see what she could learn from them.

Edited June 25, 2008 by Gidgiddoni