Posted on Fri Jan 29th, 2021 @ 2:36am by Lieutenant Asa Thorpe MD
Edited on on Fri Jan 29th, 2021 @ 2:36am
E2 P2 Prevent and Prepare for War
Timeline: MD1 0430
Asa sat on top of a biobed reading over a checklist for the third time. She had given up on sleep two hours ago and came to sickbay. She had rousted the duty corpsman and put them to work doing an inventory to make sure they were prepared. She had been riddled with anxiety about the sickbay not being prepared for anything and everything at a moment's notice since arriving on the ship. She figured it was nonsensical they had replicators and could generate basically anything they'd need. She also had other staff working under her.
She couldn't remember the last time that she had felt so horribly anxious about work. It hadn't been since her internship her first days no longer in medical school. Medical school had provided for two great things to lean on 'smartest in the class' and 'I'm just a dumb medical student, sorry sir'. Losing the ability to lean on 'I'm not a doctor, yet' was hard for her. Thankfully she had supportive fellow interns and a decent resident who saw the potential for her to be at the very least a great research physician if she made it through her residency.
As luck would have it she was able to make it through residency and at the behest of both her resident, residency director, and another attending who took a liking to her she was sent directly to a research position at Starfleet Medical. Unfortunately, once her assigned experiment was over and she was up for reassignment her detailer talked her into taking an assignment in the fleet. Stating she'd never advance only sitting in a lab and never touching a patient. She felt it was unfortunate because she could invent something, develop a new medication, cure a disease... but no she had to see the stars and touch a person because after all it was Starfleet.
"Doctor," the sleepy-eyed Corpsman said, as he approached the biobed Asa was sitting on. "We have completed the illogical inventory of the stock room," he said, condescending a natural tone to the Vulcan's voice and speech out of luck.
Asa startled and looked up at the Corpsman not having noticed the words that he actually said. She stared at him for a moment considering asking him to repeat but shook that idea off quickly.
"Good work," Asa said. "I suppose you can return to your rest period. Unless there is anything else you can think that needs inventory or recalibration," she said, knowing she should be able to count on an honest opinion from the Corpsman.
"Biobed four is always problematic, I could run a diagnostic, but I would suggest releasing Hunsacker back to her rest period," the Vulcan said, thinking of the performance of his colleague when sleep deprived.
"Okay," Asa said. "Carry on," she said, after a brief pause, wanting to sound official.