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B'Etor Patterson

A Lesson in Medical

Ensign Patterson dropped her case on the bed and looked around her bunk room. Having been gone for a few days for a required medical training course, she had actually missed the ship. Not seeing any of her roommates, she moved to the window and smiled, glad to be back. She took a deep breath and seemed to smell the ship with a satisfied look on her face.

 

Starting to unpack her bag, she clearedx her throat. "Computer, start Personal Log." She heard the acknowledging beep and paused a moment.

 

"After a conference on updates in medical research, I have finally returned to what I now call home. Sure it was great meeting with my father and learning about the future of Starfleet Medical, but something tells me I missed a lot while I was away. Then again, I don't think I have ever had a....boring...day on this ship since I started." SHe paused a moment, hating to do Personal Logs, but she knew Starfleet liked them, why, she was clueless.

 

"I went through space sickness, which is something I have never done before. I don't understand why at my age, I am going through changes that are affecting my way of life. Not able to eat Gagh, getting space sickness, mild dizziness on occasion. I am going to have to look up more on Klingon and Romulan Psysiology and hope I can find out if it is normal, or some sort of genetic abnormality. Kah'less knows they hate each other, and have for centuries, but is possible for Genetic markers to hate each other as well? That would be an interesting idea, and I am starting to look forwards to this off-duty project."

 

She finished unpacking and put her uniform on, preparing to get ready for her shift. "Computer, remind me to have one of the medical staff scan me. See if there are physiological changes due to my bizarre genetic make-up. End Log."

 

She heard the computer beep and smiled, nodding. She couldn't wait to get back to a normal routine. She had no clue the baby she delivered was missing, she had no idea that the ship's XO was still being monitored after an attack. See what happens when you are an Ensign, in Medical? Last one to know.

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That's what happens when you're gone.

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That's what happens when you're gone.

 

Hush boy, my b/f was back from Iraq, I had a good reason. We broke up, but still.. Meh. Didn't see you there!

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::settles in on her bio bed and calmly observes Docs Patterson and Wilson:: ::takes notes on the junior officers:: remember you haz a guest recuperating. And I think we all better behave around CMO Rue. :-P

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You mean no getting out the claws and "cat" fighting??? Sorry..had to. *hangs head in shame*

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