Thex's Overdue Appointment

Posted on Mon Jun 4th, 2018 @ 10:35pm by Lieutenant Matthew Lysander MD & Lieutenant Commander Thex sh'Zoarhi

Mission: Curing the Black Blood
Location: Medbay
Timeline: En Route to Granweh

Thex had been a busy girl over the last few days. Having to keep the ship from falling apart on the journey back home as well as deal with her staff numbers dropping to this plague and paranoia caused by said plague. Having been kept awake with nothing but stimulants and coffee the andorian had been able to overpower the pain from her damaged antena.

Now with the ship in dock, she could actually get it seen to. Walking to the sickbay she took nodded to the nurse on the front desk before taking her seat as she waited patiently for a doctor or nurse to arrive.

Matthew limped into his 'new' sickbay and glanced around. Of course, the first thing he saw was the patient board, with a single yellow LED next to the bed that had not yet been seen. Checking the chrono to ensure he knew the time, he walked out into the waiting area and spotted a female Andorian waiting there. "Good morning. Won't you come with me?"

" Same to you." Thex replied as she stood up and followed the doctor. " I've not seen you around here before are you new here?" She inquired politely.

"Just arrived actually, but I'll happily get you squared away before I go and explore every nook and cranny of my new sickbay" his joy in that idea was evident in the rich tone to his voice as he gestured with his cane to the nearest biobed. "If you please."

The andorian nodded as she climbed onto the biobed. " Cheif engineer Thex. If you find anything wrong with the machines in here let me know." She said as she lay down winching as her broken antenna touched the pillow. It was still in the makeshift cast of tape and a few pens.

"I surely will." Matthew answered as his sharp eyes examined the cast she'd cobbled together. "That's a clever splint you made. Bet it hurts like the devil though." Flipping through the analgesics, he found one appropriate for Andorians and pressed it to her neck. He'd rather have her a little sedated than have her lose consciousness from him unwrapping that antenna.

" It does and i had to do it myself in the mirror. " Thex jokingly replied. The sedative was making her feel light headed. " I broke it when we were teleported to the sphere. I just got beamed in upside down."

"Then I would say you are fortunate that you didn't break both antennae." joked Matthew as he took a tiny laser scalpel and sliced through the tape to get a proper look at the antenna. A crushing injury especially to a sensory organ like an antenna could have long lasting effects. "How long has it been just splinted?"

" Hum......." Thex said as she started to think. " Since we left the sphere I think. I've been that busy trying to keep the ship running I've only had a few hours rest."

"How many times have you broken this antenna?" came the quiet response as he examined the nervous tissue of the core of the antenna. It didn't look as if it had fused together properly the last time, there were lines of demarkation that indicated a fracture, that had never seen the light of sickbay.

" Urm three I think including this time. Once it was an accident during work and the other time was back at the academy. " Thex replied calmly as she thought back.

"You've done some damage to the neural conduits in the antenna itself. Any problems with dizziness or balance when you're not broken?" the doctor asked in his soft way as he studied the readouts.

" Only when I've had a few whiskey and cokes. How bad is it? Is it fixable? " The andorian responded her voice showing hints of concern.

"It's bad, but I'll fix it, don't you worry." He patted her shoulder absently, his fingers sliding over the readouts. "Just need to have a look as to the best way to go about it. It's not something you repair every day."

" Thanks, i know my species is hard to work with. Have you treated Andorian before?" the engineer inquired.

"It was quite some time ago, but yes. Though, it was not on his antenna, but on his shoulder." Matthew chuckled softly at the memory of that Andorian, and how the big male had gone down because it had gotten too hot, and managed to dislocate his shoulder.

" Well then I can be you're second. How long will it take to fix my antenna? " The andorian replied. The drugs were fully taking effect as she could know feel them coursing through her system.

"Not long at all." he said softly as he pressed against the top of her head where the antenna attached. There was no deformity there, nor tissue swelling. He straightened the antenna, manually using his sensitive fingertips to realign the fibrous tissue that allowed the antenna to stand upright. Each time he felt one pop back into place, he ran a regenerator over that spot to keep the structure in place, then he could restore the function.

" You have very skilled hands. " The andorian remarked as she felt her antenna move slightly.

"My thanks! I have worked many years to acquire that skill" he answered honestly. Once the structure was in place, he started up a neural stimulation field. This would begin the relay so that he could see where the breaks in neuro-conduction were in the antenna.

" If you don't mind me asking have we had any luck with curing the infected crew? My own staff are getting rather paranoid about it." Thex inquired as she felt a slight itch on her head.

"I've barely begun to investigate that. Though it might take doctors of much higher caliber than I to put together such a puzzle" Matthew answered, wincing a little as the familiar ache tore through his hip bones. Turning his tool in his hand, he pressed it to the antenna softly at the point where the conduction field was registering a break. Come on...work!

Thex winced slightly as she felt a burst of pain in her antenna. A rather good indicator that it had been connected again. " Well, I hope we get it fixed as soon as possible. I don't like my friends suffering and I don't like having alien tech I don't know plugged into my girl."

"I can't say that I'm loving the effects of the virus on people either."

" Completely agree here. Half my staff are jumping at shadows and we're the ones that installed the quarantine tech int eh first place." The Andorian responded. She could feel her antenna starting to move slightly.

"Don't wiggle your antenna till I'm done please" he asked as he touched the regenerator to her again, making the blue flesh light up.

" Sorry. Reflexes." Thex replied as her antenna went back to being as steady as a rock.

"Thank you. Don't worry, I'm almost done." he said as he reset the final break, and then compared it to the other antenna. "I would caution you to be more careful. Now, carefully extend your antenna up to their fullest extension, so I can test the neural conduction."

Thex did so her antenna raising as far as they could go and moving slightly to the left. " Well, I can feel it, doctor. It feels good now that i can feel it moving again. "

"Excellent." he pressed a button to emit a pulse at a range that only an Andorian could hear because of her antenna.

Thex immediately started hearing the high pitched noise. Her antennae started quivering and fell back towards her head. " Yeah, I can hear that. " She said knowing it was final part to see if it worked.

"Excellent! Most excellent indeed." He'd restored the function of the antenna. How delightful, he'd have to study what he'd done at a later date. "Very well, sit up won't you?"

The Andorian did so still feeling slightly groggy from the anesthetic. " I'll keep my diary open for a while then doctor. I take it i should take it easy for a few days?" She said putting her legs over the bio beds side.

"It's probably a good idea, but I know chief engineers...actually any department chief up to and including the captain has problems with that particular order set. Just don't be stupid." He smiled faintly at her, while he put his instruments down.

" I'll do my best doctor. If anything plays up in here just let me know. I'll see you around. " The Andorian said as she made her way to the exit.

"Very good." he spoke to her retreating form, and leaned on the biobed she'd just vacated to stretch out his leg. The angle he'd been standing at had sent the muscles into spasms of burning pain that pulsed with his heart from his lower back to his knees. He was fortunate, for when it went down to his toes he couldn't walk.