Not Another Sleepover

Posted on 26 Dec 2017 @ 9:27pm by Lieutenant Commander Joey Geisler & Lieutenant Lucas Abrams M.D. & Commander Jayla Kij & Senior Chief Petty Officer Mila Rasputin

1,521 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Crossing Over
Location: Medical, Deck 6
Timeline: MD 15 || 1445 Hours

Mila stepped off the turbolift on deck six, thankfully only a two deck trip for Joey, and offered her arm to the taller woman. "We are almost being there," she said.

"I’m fine,” Joey said as they made their way toward Medical. She didn’t feel like a trip to this particular facility was warranted, but decided to humor her sister from another mister. What did she have to do anyway? Sit in her office and stare at reports until she couldn’t take it any longer? The Intel Chief could do that any time. “I’m starting to feel better already. Maybe I just need to lay down.”

"You will be laying down on biobed," the shore brunette assured her. "Is just being up here. If you are lucky, you will get tall handsome Doctor who is telling you to be clapping again."

“And he’ll be grateful we’re already in sickbay when I break his nose,” the taller woman said, and with the way things were going, it didn’t sound much like an empty threat. “I don’t care who I see, as long as I get a clean bill of health so I can go home.”

"I will tell him to not clap in that case," Mila told her as they walked into Sickbay. "Or I will accidentally have his replicator be making nothing but rations."

Joey shook her head. “I’m sure it will be fine. He’s a nice guy. I just pissed him off with my arguing. I don’t plan on doing that this time.”

The Russian looked around and approached a nurse. "Excuse me," she said. "Could you be getting Doctor? Lieutenant Corwin is not feeling well."

"Certainly. Just have her lay on a biobed and I'll have a Doctor come right now," the Bolian nurse assured Mila before she left to go get whoever was on duty.

"Come, Joey," Mila said as she headed for the nearest biobed and patted it.

The taller woman moved over the the indicated biobed and settled down on it, thankful she didn’t have to move anymore. She wasn’t as dizzy as before, but her face was still a bit flushed. “Thank you, Mila.”

It wasn’t long before the behemoth of a doctor was approaching the two women with a tricorder in hand. Once he reached them, he removed the probe and activated the device and began to wave it over the pregnant Lieutenant, opting to get a bit of information while he waited for the readings. “What brings you to see us?”

Joey took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I was in the gym doing some light jogging on the treadmill for about ten minutes before Mila arrived. We started talking, and I stopped. I’ve had headaches off and on for a couple of days now, but today, I got dizzy.”

Luc looked toward Mila. “Has she done this before that you know of?”

"No, but she was also being flushed and staggered a few times when she is getting up," Mila told the amazingly tall Doctor.

Luc nodded his head as he looked to the readings on the device in his hand. “Your blood pressure is elevated a bit higher than I’d like it to be. Have there been many changes to your normal routine lately?”

“What do you consider a ‘normal routine’?” Joey asked.

"She is being pregnant," the Russian woman told Luc. "So is definitely not part of normal routine for her."

“I mean stress,” the taller man clarified.

Joey looked toward Mila, then back to Luc. “Well, obviously. Show me someone on the ship who isn’t experiencing more stress than normal,” she stated with a frown, then decided to stick to some form of the truth. “I haven’t been sleeping well for the last few days, and I’ve been working longer hours than normal.”

Doctor Abrams nodded again, reaching for a PADD to put the information in her medical file. “Elevated blood pressure, while treatable, is something we’re going to have to keep an eye on. Especially given your pregnancy,” he said. “I recommend keeping you overnight for observation and to run some tests just to determine if this was a one time thing due to stress, or if there’s an underlying issue such as preeclampsia.”

He paused for a moment. “There’s no need to stress yourself out over anything. Your levels aren’t high enough for me to think that preeclampsia is even a possibility, but it’s better to be safe than sorry, which is why I want to monitor you.”

Joey pulled in a shaky breath and let it out slowly, then nodded her head. “Whatever you feel is necessary, I’ll do it.”

Mila noticed the look that Joey gave her and listened to her sestra was saying and noted that she never once mentioned Harvey. She thought about Joey asking her not to tell Harvey about the incident and frowned. "Do you wish me to be telling anyone you will be here overnight, Joey?" Mila asked her to be absolutely certain.

While the two women spoke, Luc loaded an ampule into a hypospray and pressed it to the Lieutenant’s neck. “This will bring everything back to normal. The headache and dizziness should go away soon. I need Doctor Kij to approve these orders. She may wish to speak with you herself, but in the meantime, sit tight.”

“Thank you,” Joey said to the Doctor. When he walked away from them, she looked toward Mila. “He doesn’t need the added stress. Make sure he understands I’m fine, and it’s for observation purposes only.”

"He will be wishing to know why you are being observed," the Russian pointed out. "What am I to be telling him then?"

“The truth,” she replied.

"I will be heading there after I am leaving here," Mila assured her. "Is there anything from your quarters that I can be telling him to bring that you are wishing?"

“I have a change of clothes in my bag, so I should be okay,” the taller brunette answered.

"I will give Rico and Pequeno pets and hugs for you as well," the shorter one told her. "Is there any special supplements you are wishing them to have?"

“Harvey knows their routine,” Joey said. “I’ll be okay. Go relax. I promise I’ll let you know if anything happens.”

"Okay," Mila told her, giving her hand a squeeze. "I will be letting him know and be waiting to hear from you."

Joey leaned forward to hug Mila and smiled. “Thanks. I’ll keep you posted, I promise.”

The Russian returned the hug. "Be well, Joey," she said before she stood up again.

“You, too.”

With a smile, Mila headed off, but the smile was replaced with concern for her sestra. She was worried for her and she was worried how Harvey would take it when she told him. A minute later and she was out the door and headed for the turbolift.

***

With a PADD in hand, Luc made his way to Jayla's office and pressed the chime to alert her of his presence. He had a feeling she would have questions for him, and he was fully prepared to answer each of them to the best of his ability, but nothing would be definitive until more tests were done. The large man had a small list of tests he wanted to do, but after speaking with the CMO, those could change. This was what consulting was all about... coming up with the best plan of action possible for the patient. Or, in this case... patients.

Spotting Doctor Abrams headed towards her office, Jayla automatically smiled. It was almost involuntary, that smile; she couldn't turn it off. It infuriated her mother when she had misbehaved and was getting yelled at. How can you yell at a five-year-old who keeps grinning?

She had never really grown out of it.

"Doctor Abrams," she greeted. "You look like you're on a mission. What can I do for you?"

"Doctor Kij... it's nice to see you smiling again," the tall man said as he walked into the office with a smile of his own. Luc extended the PADD in her direction. "I suppose you could say I am. Lieutenant Geisler came in with elevated blood pressure. I doubt seriously it's preeclampsia, and is stress related, but I'd like to keep her overnight for observation and run some tests as a precaution, but I wanted your opinion."

"Well, you can't be too safe," she agreed with a slight wince at the mention of the condition. "Especially where pregnant women and babies are concerned. If you want to keep her, then by all means. I trust your judgement."

"It's always better to be safe than sorry," Luc stated. "I'm going to start the admissions process and get Lieutenant Geisler settled in before the tests start. Thank you, Doctor Kij." With that, he excused himself from her office to handle a few things.

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