Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 12:51:54 GMT -8
The violent succession of sneezes caused Grace to even come to a halt as she stood a few meters away from Ensign Hopper. The pilot seemed to be quite an eyesore. His eyes were red, and his breathing seemed a quite labored as he fought against the congestion to get a decent breath. His constant fidgeting made it clear that none of the aches and pains had yet to subside. Once the sneezes were done, Grace proceeded to move a step closer with a sympathetic smile on her face.
"Well, Mark," she began, "it looks like it's official. Doctor Williams just finished looking at your samples and it looks like you have Aurelian Flu." Grace could see the evident displeasure at the news. "I'll let Lieutenant Star know that he'll need to remove you from the rotation for the next few days."
Grace could already see the protest coming to the pilot's lips. "You are to remain here in isolation until your fever breaks, then you can return to your quarters, where you'll be staying for a minimum of 48 hours. Plenty of clear fluids, no solid foods, and Nurse Habit or myself will check on you every few hours to see if your fever has broken." Grace reached for a tray and retrieved a hypospray. At first she held it in her right hand, but as she went to press it against Hopper's arm, the discomfort dissuaded her from doing so and she switched hands. As the hiss signified the admission of the medicine, Hopper looked in Grace's direction.
"Looks like I'm not the only one that needs a little R and R," he said nasally.
Grace smiled. "Little souvenir I brought back from the moonbase," Grace commented. It was about that time that Tad walked by. "Here you go. Tad, will escort you to your suite. Feel free to ask the computer to play some music, or we can try to find you something to read."
Mark waved off the offers. "I think I'm probably gonna crash as soon as I...." A yawn escaped his lips. Smiling Grace simply nodded as Tad helped the pilot on his way.
Grace began to make a few notes into his medical log, and as she finished, she grabbed at her brace-covered wrist. The events of yesterday which led to this particular injury were still vivid in her mind. Grace placed the PADD down to give her arm a rest. She made a mental note to be a bit more careful. The last thing she wanted was a dose of her own medicine and one of the doctors to send her back to her own quarters to rest.
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OOC: Grace's Brace
"Well, Mark," she began, "it looks like it's official. Doctor Williams just finished looking at your samples and it looks like you have Aurelian Flu." Grace could see the evident displeasure at the news. "I'll let Lieutenant Star know that he'll need to remove you from the rotation for the next few days."
Grace could already see the protest coming to the pilot's lips. "You are to remain here in isolation until your fever breaks, then you can return to your quarters, where you'll be staying for a minimum of 48 hours. Plenty of clear fluids, no solid foods, and Nurse Habit or myself will check on you every few hours to see if your fever has broken." Grace reached for a tray and retrieved a hypospray. At first she held it in her right hand, but as she went to press it against Hopper's arm, the discomfort dissuaded her from doing so and she switched hands. As the hiss signified the admission of the medicine, Hopper looked in Grace's direction.
"Looks like I'm not the only one that needs a little R and R," he said nasally.
Grace smiled. "Little souvenir I brought back from the moonbase," Grace commented. It was about that time that Tad walked by. "Here you go. Tad, will escort you to your suite. Feel free to ask the computer to play some music, or we can try to find you something to read."
Mark waved off the offers. "I think I'm probably gonna crash as soon as I...." A yawn escaped his lips. Smiling Grace simply nodded as Tad helped the pilot on his way.
Grace began to make a few notes into his medical log, and as she finished, she grabbed at her brace-covered wrist. The events of yesterday which led to this particular injury were still vivid in her mind. Grace placed the PADD down to give her arm a rest. She made a mental note to be a bit more careful. The last thing she wanted was a dose of her own medicine and one of the doctors to send her back to her own quarters to rest.
TAG: Any
OOC: Grace's Brace