Time for Healing

Posted on Wed Oct 31st, 2018 @ 2:00am by Emergency Medical Hologram (Adam Power) Mk X & Lieutenant Asa Dael & Ensign Avendar Jurot

Mission: Hera v Hera
Location: Sick Bay
Timeline: After Hera vs. Hera away team returns

Sick Bay was abuzz with a steady thrum of the full medical staff of the Hera patching up and helping the crew returning from being on various away teams needing medical assistance. Lieutenant Junior Grade, Doctor Asa Dael stumbled through the door, holding their side and grimacing with each step.

The doctor was proud of the way their staff was comporting themselves, and made a mental note to personally commend each officer in some personal way as soon as time allows. They would have to check with the EMH for the details on ways each person had shown excellence, but they were confident there would be plenty of examples.

For the most part the entire sick bay was a hive of activity and bodies with one exception. The area surrounding Counselor Avender Jurot was a desert of emptiness. The forlorn figure of the counselor sat on a bed with only a silent security detail for company. The doctor approached the counselor, taking in her lost expression, so different from the confident, even arrogant demeanor Dael had come to associate with the auburn haired Betazoid.

“Hi there, Counselor. How are you holding up?” they asked her. Asa sat gently on the bed next to the counselor, trying to hide the immense pain they were in, knowing the clock was ticking on how long they could stay upright from the injuries they received on the away mission. Still, first things first, check on the wounded.

Avender turned, her eyes searching Asa's. "I'm doing as well as I can, I suppose. I wish there were more than I could do. So many injured... yet I'm physically untouched. You're still injured. You shouldn't be worried about me. Please take care of yourself."

With a wince, Doc Dael turned to lay in the bed next to the counselor. The day took its toll and they were beyond exhausted. They weren't sure about the stability of the counselor yet, and concerned about what could have caused her to have had such a dramatic shift in behavior during her time in section 31. After all, Asa had seen vids of what section 31 was capable of, and they were concerned for their crew mate. However, if they didn't seek treatment soon for their ruptured spleen and other slow internal bleeds, well, they wouldn't be around to help.

"I think you are right, counselor. Time to do just that..."

The EMH appeared to be finishing up with the patient he was working on. Asa turned towards the vivacious hologram and waved him down, "Doctor, I think I require some urgent assistance, if you please."

The EMH had been running a device over a plasma burn over someone's face, but at the call, he handed it off to an orderly and headed over to Asa's side with a tricorder immediately. "And where do you hur... Oh..." His initial scans told him he didn't need to ask where it hurt. It hurt everywhere and this person was about an hour from dying from internal bleeding. "I'm going to need to operate immediately."

Glancing around for a nurse or someone that wasn't too busy, the EMH only saw Ensign Jurot that wasn't busy treating someone else. "Ensign Avandar Jurot, ship's Counselor, right? They're bleeding out internally and I need you to help me." Grabbing a tray of medical tools, he set them up next to the biobed that Asa was laid out on. Then, without ceremony, he used a laser scalpel and sliced their uniform top off, exposing their midriff so he could operate.

Asa heard the buzz of activity all around them and gave in to unconsciousness, feeling every ache as the blackness claimed them.

"I'll need you to start by replicating a half liter of the patient's blood for a transfusion. Then come back and lend me your hands so we can drain the fluid build up in their abdomen before it poisons them." The British modeled EMH didn't even check to see if Jurot needed further guidance as he set about with a deep tissue regenerator, scanner, muscle knitter, and some other conical tool, in both hands, trying to heal Asa's spleen and other leaking organs.

Avendar's time aboard the hospital ship served her well. She immediately followed the EMH's orders, and, as soon as the blood was ready, she prepped it for transfusion. She then quickly sterilized her hands and stood across the bed from the doctor, awaiting his signal for the procedure to begin. EMH or not, the doctor's will was law in a sickbay, and Avender was eager to assist.

The EMH worked furiously for several minutes as he patched up Asa's internal organs, finally getting the internal bleeding to stop. he then nodded. "Ok, start that infusion and grab an anticoagulant and hemoglobin booster... That one, the red and orange hypo. Three clicks should be enough. I'll start purging the pooling blood. And check their neurosynaptic response." The holographic doctor was demanding, but since Jurot seemed to know what she was doing, he left the status and care of the patient to her while he dealt with the tedium of the technical work. And so with two scanners and a micro-surgical transporter in the other, he began the slow process of draining the pooled blood before it turned too toxic.

Avender did as she was told, then the Betazoid spotted something. "Doctor, there appears to be some material behind the Gastrosplenic ligament."

"That would be the splenic kidney that El-Aurians have. Good eye for spotting it. It looks rather bruised, but it should be fine if we inject some alcohol directly into it once we're done." The EMH scanned a few more places and removed a bit more dead blood before giving Asa a mild painkiller hypo. "Ok, that should about do it. Under the Chief Medical Officer's desk, there's a small bottle of blackberry brandy that I've stashed away for severe medical emergencies. Could you please grab that while I rouse our patient?"

Counselor Jurot smiled, and said "Yes doctor." She took a few steps , then asked a nurse where the CMO's desk was. After a minute, the Betazoid beauty returned with the bottle. "The medicine you requested, doctor." She grinned broadly.

"Thank you, Avandar. Now we see how they feel and see if they'll drink it." Taking the bottle, the EMH poured a shot and set it aside for the moment as he administered a stimulant to wake up Asa. "Time to wake up. How are we feeling? A bit better, I hope? I have some oral medicine for you to take as soon as you can sit up a little."

Avendar looked at the EMH. "I'm ready to assist further if you need me, Doctor."


Asa opened their eyes groggily. “Better is not a word I would use in this particular case, but I don’t think I’m actively dying anymore.”

With that, the doctor slowly pushed up on their elbows, surveying their state of relative undress and the concerned expression in the counselor’s eyes. They also noted the security staff standing tensely in the back of the room, and wondered as to the reason the counselor was not being forced back to their cot. Something…..rushed…must have happened.

“I pushed it a bit too close, huh? Counselor, are you feeling ok? I’m glad to see you smiling, it’s a good look for you.” That said, they reached for the medicine in the Doctors hand and took a sip, a bit surprised at the shock of alcohol hitting their tongue.

“Splenic kidney, or do you just want me drunk?” the doctor asked the Doctor with a wink and a grin.