Posted on Sun Jul 7, 2019 @ 10:12pm by Lieutenant JG Cassandra Rae
Edited on on Mon Jul 8, 2019 @ 5:40pm
All In A Day's Work
Location: Tania Borealis, Central City, Parkland
Timeline: Mission Day 3 at 1030
“Are you planning on sending anymore critically injured?” Dr Acklom, currently senior doctor in charge of the USS Excalibur’s medical department while the CMO was planet side repeated himself as the transmission quality of their comms conversation dipped with multiple static bursts before clearing again.
“Not at the moment, no.” The chief medical officer of the USS Excalibur was pleased that really it had only been a handful of the most critically injured that had to be emergency transported to the Excalibur’s sickbay, “We’ve been lucky, we’re handling the majority of casualties down here.” Cassandra paused and took a sip of coffee, her thoughts turning to their youngest casualty, only three years old. “Did little Kelsey make it?”
“The EMH is still working on her,” Dr Acklom failed to keep his concern out of his voice, “Just over an hour in surgery so far. I’ll keep you posted.”
“Appreciate that. And her mother?”
“Holding up as well as she can.” Dr Acklom replied and then asked, “Any word on Kelsey’s Father?”
“He’s still missing as far as I know.” Cassandra frowned at that; Kelsey’s father was part of the security detail assigned to Commander Emerson. She hoped that that little family would be reunited at the end of all this. “We’re taking a shuttle, loading it with emergency supplies and doing a sweep of outlying areas.” Cassandra explained to Acklom, “There’s a list of colonists that haven’t reported in yet. It should, I’ve been told, only take up most of the afternoon.”
“Is there not someone else that can go?” Acklom actually sounded concerned.
“I offered.” Cassandra admitted, “Think of it as an olive branch after the ah heated discussion this morning.”
“I heard you let rip.” Acklom said dryly.
“I’ve organised a clinical chain of command that does not include retired medical personnel.” Cassandra replied primely and took a slurp of coffee, she knew that sound irritated the hell out of him. Dr Acklom snorted, prompting Cassandra to explain further, “The elder Dr Moore’s decision making was clouded by exhaustion and grief. In this situation that’s a recipe for disaster.”
“Agreed.” Acklom acknowledge, Cassandra heard the amusement in his tone even over the patchy transmission quality.
“I’ll check in again before I head out.” Cassandra said before signing off from the comm conversation with her senior Doctor aboard the USS Excalibur.
“Are you sure it’s a good idea?”
Cassandra nearly spilt her coffee over her surgical scrubs as she jumped in surprise. She had not heard her chief nurse come up behind her. “Am I sure what is a good idea?”
“Doing the sweep.”
The CMO shrugged, “I’m the only medical officer currently available with critical care retrieval expertise. It’s probably not going to be needed, plus it will be good to see what is going on out there. The relief effort here and at the other major population centres is well under way.” Cassandra flashed a girlish grin at her chief nurse, “besides, I’m looking forward to it.