-=-/-\-=- USS Chimera -=-/-\-=-
-=-/-\-=- Main Sickbay -=-/-\-=-
Pamela was inside the main sickbay, cataloging different supplies. She looked at her chronometer and her padd and discovered that she had a physical with one of the new cadets that came aboard the Chimera. She put down the task at hand and went to go administer the physical. About an hour later, she was done and documented that the physical was complete and the crewman was fit for duty. She went back to her supplies and noticed that they were needing some different antibiotics and radiation medicine.
Nanee was making her rounds. She had finished on filing the last stack of physical padds that was handed her way, but now she needed to double check on their instruments. She needed to get readings herself on the machines, biobeds, and even their tricorders to see if they were experiencing any malfunctions and whether or not they were, she would need to log every bit of information as she could one way or the other. She was hurrying so quickly by with her handheld reader she didn't notice the Assistant Medical Officer at work.
Pamela noticed that her boss was very busy at work and decided to see if she could help out in any way.
"Ma'am, would you like some help with anything," Pamela asked.
Nanee looked around bewildered to where that voice was coming from. She looked over her right shoulder and notice the Assistant Medical Officer. Nanee had looked over people's bios to help her learn names, however, she was still trying to put the names with the faces. "Umm... Yes, I could use some help. I don't think we've officially met I'm Lieutenant Nanee Quiocho and you are?" She was really trying hard to think of the name. This face really did look familiar when she was thinking back to that time when she went over the bios in her office.
"Um, I am Cadet Pamela Brock. I am the new Assistant Medical Officer around. It is nice to meet you. What would you like me to do?" Pamela asked.
Nanee looked around. She had lost her train of thought. Adrenaline was running so wildly through her body she really couldn't think effectively at the moment. "Umm... good question..." {Oh, come on! What was I doing?} she thought to herself, {You're making yourself look like an idiot}. "Well, I still need to check everyone's tricorders and I still need to check our instruments for radiation with this reader", she lifted the handheld reader she had in her hand to indicate what she was talking about.
"Well, okay. I will get started right after I complete this physical if that is okay with you?" Pamela said and put the assignment into her PADD. "Sorry to say something, but are you okay? You seem nervous. I hope that I did not cause that as many people are nervous around me," Pamela said and looked up expectantly to her boss and waited patiently for an answer.
Nanee was surprised a little bit that the AMO had asked of her well being then again, she was acting bewildered. "Oh, I am fine thank you. I just worry so much about getting the job done perfectly. I'm sure you fully understand that". Nanee paused for a few seconds. "Oh, yes. Please go finish that physical. We should really get everyone on records first".
Pamela looked at her boss for a second and decided that she was telling the truth. "Well... If you are sure. I do understand completely the fact of getting the job done perfectly. Give me about 30 minutes to complete this physical and I will do the other tasks in which you wish for me to do." Pamela stated and looked over her shoulder. She went on to find her patient and her patience.
-=-/-\-=- End Log -=-/-\-=-
Lieutenant Nanee Quiocho
Deputy Chief Medical Officer
USS Chimera
&
Cadet Pamela Brock
Assistant Medical Officer
USS Chimera
Assistant Medical Officer
USS Chimera
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