Sickbay Babyboom Prep

Posted on Wed Apr 15th, 2020 @ 10:27am by Emergency Medical Hologram (Adam Power) Mk X & Commander Rita Paris & Lieutenant Commander Mnhei'sahe Dox & Lieutenant JG Tovanna Mah & Ensign Tanaak Sado
Edited on on Fri Apr 17th, 2020 @ 10:50am

Mission: Return to the Core
Location: Sickbay
Timeline: 2397

Dr. Mah walked into sickbay with a smile and new energy about her with a bag in hand. She walked into her office in sickbay and started adjusting things in the office and brought out a few items from the bag. The first was a beautifully carved humanoid hand holding a heart that was an artistic blend of anatomical and figurative design. The second were a stack of frames containing some awards Dr. Mah hung on the wall as well as pictures spanning her time at the Academy and her years as a civilian doctor on Earth. She went outside of her door and changed the art to a beautiful piece depicting various species rare anatomical forms draped beautifully in warm golds to deep browns. Between that and the cheerful pops of color from her large antique style glass jars of lollipops labelled in various flavor profiles scattered around small tables instead of plants or other decor it had a unique feeling that reflected the current Chief Medical Officer.

She went to her office to address her next concerns, how to deal with the incoming babyboom that was going to occur slowly over the next year or so depending on the crewmember and the due dates. She had to be prepared for anything and wanted to ensure all contingencies were planned for. Her second was the potential new medical staff member she would be receiving if they passed Commander Paris' review, that one could wait, for now, the baby issue. "Dr. Power, might I consult with you please on a matter when you have a moment?"

"Of course, Doctor Mah," the holographic Doctor Power replied as he finished up sterilizing a set of sample containers and setting them back in storage. With his ever-present mild British accent and a cheerful smile, he came around the sanitation station to speak with her properly. "What may I assist you with?"

Dr. Mah smiled at Dr. Power, "I want to ensure we have a triage plan for the upcoming births so they go smoothly as possible. Do we have a breakdown of current prenatal schedules, outstanding risk factors per patient, estimated due dates, preferred birthing plans as well as contingent plans, estimated induction methods preferred for those using them, aftercare plans, nutrition plans, partner's support training regimen schedules, replicator dietary schedules set up as well as the standard setups for the sickbay birthing fields? I also want to review any outstanding cases where genetic intervention has or will be needed during gestation for the higher risk patients since we have such a varied mix of genetic combinations going on. I can't imagine there have been no complications in the pregnancies thus far." She looked up from her PaDD to Dr. Power for verification on all the possible combinations of issues that could arise during so many births in unison from various combinations of species. She looked back down at the plethora of data before her. "Obviously we have a bit of leeway with differing gestation periods however I want to ensure every mother gets our full attention on their special day. Also, we need to check into any cultural aftercare ceremonies that need our care. I know you are programmed to handle all required ceremonies from a basic bris to more complicated cultural inclusionary ceremonies when proper representatives are unavailable is that correct?" She knew she was throwing a great deal at him, but her resources were slim and her patients needed top care so she would rely on Dr. Power with heartfelt gratitude in this issue.

She placed her PaDD down, "I realize I am placing a great deal on your shoulders Dr. Power and I greatly appreciate your help with this." She smiled at him warmly, thanking the man for his wisdom and insight to a ship she was still learning.

"I have one correction, actually. I am able to perform almost all required ceremonies. Apparently, Miradonian births require they retreat to their homeworld still and seek blessings and..." Doc Power shook his head as he picked up a PaDD and tapped at it. "There's a lot of energy and mysticism involved that I would have loved to have seen, but as the mother can see right through holographic entities like myself, my expertise was sadly limited to the more mundane medical roles."

"As for the rest of your inquiries, Doctor Dael and I, with the aid of Nurse Vimes, have a running document of all those with child and all of their needs and desires, including dietary, genetic, religious, training, exercise, as well as pertinent risk factors and due dates so that we're prepared at all times." He then handed off the PaDD to Tova to examine the data for herself. "There's also history of past... complications. Most notably with Minerva O'Dell being the apparent daughter of Zeus and a female minotaur and with Hermione Zeyes, who was... Blessed? Sort of? By Hera, the... ah... Earth goddess of women and motherhood as I understand it, so that she was born as a female to save her life. There are some lesser complications such as copper and iron-based blood not mixing well or iron and sulfur based bloods... That was tricky to work out, not to mention trying to match up the DNA..

Dr. Mah looked over the scheduling plans as well as contingencies for the upcoming births on the PaDD. She spoke to Dr. Power as she continued reviewing the genetic overviews of the unborn children, "So who is attending the Miradorian birth? I'm not seeing a medical plan here after they leave the Hera, do they have someone planetside we will be receiving medical updates from so we can follow up? Obviously, we want to ensure the babies well being," she sighed, "it always makes nervous having high-risk patients traveling in such delicate conditions." Her face was pinched in obvious worry.

"I expressed some concerns as well, however, I interviewed Doctor Helev t'Luin, commander of the Artan vessel transporting Lieutenant Gonadie's party to Miradon and as the Godox family's Artan physician, she has familiarized herself with their needs and seems quite capable." With a slight chuckle, Doc Power continued. "In fact, she seems to be as much a stickler to detail as any Federation physician."

She looked over the rest of the data, "Dr. Power, I'm reviewing the data and the notation of some of these cases," she looked up at him confused, "some of these pregnancies should not have been possible without medical intervention beforehand and as medical protocol dictates we would never allow so many pregnancies all at once, not to mention those needing prenatal intervention to conceive. Can you explain how some of these upcoming births are even possible according to the medical records? I see no mention of much intervention at all despite well known genetic factors and practices. Would you please elaborate?" She scrolled through the data, "Let's start with a sudden gender change mid birth. Records show the birth mother of Minnie having a male fetus, yet birth records show a complication due to her horns, then a blank in the proceedings, and suddenly the readings show the baby as female." She set the PaDD down, "I'm becoming familiar with the unusual nature of the Hera, I merely need to know how to proceed in sickbay." She didn't seem angry merely confused and professional as she prepared to take notes on how to proceed and fill in some blanks that had been left by her predecessor.

"I feel I must apologize. That... unfortunately... has been intentionally left out of records due to the classified nature of the matter." Rather than explaining it simply, the holographic physician sat down in one of the guest chairs and pulled the desk terminal around so he could enter his access code into it and pull up the medical records of their other VIP guest on deck 8. Hera.

"This is the goddess from ancient Earth that I mentioned before. Her name is Hera and she claims she has an aura of some sort due to her supposed domain of women, motherhood, and some such things. I must confess that the timing of the recent rash of couplings does coincide with when she was brought aboard... However coincidence does not necessarily mean causation and though others claim to have proof, I remain skeptical of this and will continue to rule out all other causes before simply accepting this as the answer."

"What I do however know for certain, is that she was able to pen a book, by hand, on how to raise Minnie and everything in it is verifiable either through trial and error or by genetic prediction using currently known Federation database models. I have also looked over the records of the birth of Hermione Zeyes, who until her birth, was supposed to be a completely average Bajoran male and would have likely passed in childbirth if the mother had not. Somehow, this being known as Hera performed a procedure that prevented that, but at the same time flipped the child's sex."

"As for the lack of necessity for medical intervention in..." Here Doc Power had to check his own count of which pregnancies should have been impossible without intervention. "I believe we're up to forty-seven? Copulation events resulting in a sustainable embryo... Once she returns from Miradon, I recommend having a visit with Hera, the supposed source of this disturbance."

"And then there's the Captain's daughter..." Leaning back in the chair, the EMH actually let out a small sigh and looked slightly distressed. "There's a whole nother can of beans, if you catch my meaning. As near as I can tell, she's outside of this disturbance affecting the crew, but the complications bear telling."

"She was originally a poorly made clone of the Captain's mother, you see... And because of the tribunal - the struggle for the captain to assert her bodily autonomy and all that and gain control of the Artan Empire's assets and lock her mother out and all that so her mother can't go off, clone the captain, make deals with the syndicate..."

Adam paused a moment before carrying on with the story, his arms crossed. "Anyway, the babe only had a few months to live and with Arenara finally out of the picture, Enalia decided to do what she could to save her and raise her as her own. Unfortunately, she was genetically grown so that she needed a DNA infusion not only from Enalia, but from her holographic wife. More specifically, the woman she was modeled from, who was deep in syndicate territory working for them."

"Bottom line is that we eventually worked out a deal and Doc Dael figured out how to save little Moira." Doc Power pursed his lips in thought a moment. "And that's why Medical Command wanted Doc Dael back at HQ."

Dr. Mah nodded looking over the notes, "Well it looks like I a great deal of reading to go over and a goddess to speak to upon her return. I appreciate your insight in the matter. I also wanted to ask you something else of a more personal matter. When I first came on board it was mentioned that you wanted to continue exploring your personal growth. I wondered if there was an area you prefer to focus on here in the sickbay? Maybe a particular area of specialty or project you would like to pursue? I want to support your personal and professional growth here."

"Well, I've taken up fruit carving and arrangement as a hobby. I know it may seem odd as a holographic life form and a physician, but..." For once, he seemed somewhat embarrassed to talk about something, yet forced himself to continue. "I do weekly arrangements in Ten Forward, if you're interested in sampling my work. Last week I recreated Starfleet Command with bricks of melon and used Trill honey as mortar. In the middle, I added a bowl of fermented Bolian grapes."

With a light grin, Adam continued. "As for here in sickbay, I always strive for efficiency because of my programming, however, I'm now leaning towards taking on a more personable role with patients unless time is of the essence. I've found that a little extra bedside manners goes a long way. Efficiency isn't always the best way to do things."

Tova beamed at Adam Power "I would love to sample your fruit carving, between you and me I always dreamed of sipping a drink from some fruit like a pineapple." She laughed, "I think your hobby would be a wonderful interest for me to follow. As for bedside manner I can attest to the fact that, much like a spoonful of sugar, it makes the medicine go down as Mary Poppins used to say. Thus my lollipops and smiles, though it doesn't hurt that I love what I do. I must admit however at times people forget one's proficiency in their art due to the pure enjoyment they take in it." She smiled at Dr. Adam Power with a new appreciation for the person he was becoming in addition to the excellent doctor he was. "So when is your next fruit carving display and does it include a pineapple?" She giggled with the hopes of having the wonderful golden fruit featured.

"I was considering using a Miradonian fruit similar to it that Mona introduced me to known as the cova fruit. It's a pearlescent fruit that drips of a sticky honey filled with caffeinated beans. They apparently use the outer fruit in smoothies while they dry and grind the beans for something similar to coffee or cocoa. However, they can also be eaten raw like a pomegranate with often disastrous results to the heart rates of most species." Furrowing his brow, Doc Power continued. "Anyway, I was planning on using half a dozen such fruits to recreate the likeness of the Notre Dame Cathedral, using the lightly roasted beans for the roof spires. I may have to use pineapple for the foundation now..."

"I will give you a little extra challenge for your next piece then Adam," Tova got up from her desk and went to the replicator ordering up a long series of input. What appeared was a bowl of highly unusual fruits in a bowl, "These are some of the most unusual Earth fruits I use in my lollipops and I'm gifting them to use for their flavor and appearance." She held each up and gave their flavors with them, " Pacay, the ice cream bean, has the consistency of cotton candy but the flavour of vanilla ice cream. Black Sapote, tastes like chocolate pudding despite looking like it's overripe. Cherimoya, tastes like creamy mix of strawberry pineapple and banana. Birbia, this guy tastes like lemon custard pie despite its appearance. Salaks, not pretty but oh so sweet, like honey, pineapple and citrus and the ever-popular Sapodilla' with its root beer and brown sugar flavor profile." She looked at all of them in the bowl, "They are kind of like me, unusual but with great health benefits. My gift to you as you explore your interest." She smiled at him hoping he would appreciate the unexpected personal gift.

As he accepted and poked around in the bowl, first a look of deep thought, then a slow grin spread across the holographic man's face as inspiration hit him. "I think my plans just changed to the castle of Mont Saint Michel of France. Thank you for the gift and the inspiration."

Tovanna smiled at the look on Adam's face, "Enjoy, now go have fun, that's an order."