Jul 16, 2004 21:12
*sleeps in her quarters, so very tired. Has been days of long shifts in sickbay. Many of her friends injured, some of those lost ones she knew well. Had gone to messhall and made herself eat what was available, a combination of luncheon meat, crackers, peanut butter and chocolate sauce. Maybe she shouldn't have put the chocolate sauce on top of the combination.*
she was in sickbay, helping with biannual physicals, Phlox the only one still needing his done and her the only one who knew how to do it.
Phlox smiles at her, not even breaking a sweat at the stress test. Just excercising away. In remarkably good shape even though his clothes don't show it.
She has him go onto a biobed and pokes him and prods him and goes "hmmm...interesting" as he does, just to illustrate how annoying that is. As she's always tried to get him to see why it's annoying before.
She scans him, runs every medical test she can think of and even uses a couple of borrowed Engineering scanners to scan Phlox with though their meant for machinery. Without explaining why she does so as Phlox rarely explains the purpose of his scans to patients.
Only one last thing to do.
She draws the privacy curtain, tells Phlox to drop his pants and he goes to do so....
Now that was an odd dream!