Waking Up Painfree

[Lt. Cmdr. Alexis McConville]

Alexis was still a bit groggy from the procedure. She opened her eyes and looked around. She was no longer in the main surgical rooms. She'd already woken up before. She remembered that. But she'd still be so tired, she'd fallen back to sleep again once they'd let her. 

Now, however, she felt much more alive and awake. Her surgery was over. She shifted in the bed, expecting pain, but felt none. 

Panicked, she lifted the sheet and stared at her legs. Both legs. For a moment when she hadn't felt the pain in her bionic leg, she had worried that it was gone. The feeling left her shaking a bite and feeling a hint of deja vu. 

She wiggled her toes on her good leg and on the prosthesis. When both worked and she felt them she breathed a sigh of relief and sank back against the bed. She scooted up a bit, trying to sit up. 

"Oh dearie, here let me help you," a voice said. Alexis looked up and smiled. 

"Thank you Jane." The nurse smiled at her and helped Alexis into a seated position. 

"I hear everything went well, dear. One of the doctors will come in and talk with you soon. I don't expect you'll have to stay long," Jane told her fluffing her pillows. "Let me go get you something to eat." With that Jane disappeared, leaving Alexis alone once again. 

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[Commander Nicholas Grant]

Jane stopped by his office with a full tray in her hands. “She’s awake doctor,” she said and nodded before turning to take the tray to its destination.

Nick knew that Doctor Roberson had gone out and his second shift doctor had yet to arrive so he sipped his coffee and when through his record of the procedure one more time before he closed and secured it before pushing out of his chair.

Jane had gone ahead of her into the privacy area surrounding Alexis and Nick followed her in to see the tray poised on a special stand to enable the young woman to eat in bed.

“Good afternoon Alexis,” he smiled. Picking up his medical tricorder he separated the sensor head and scanned her thoroughly first before proceeding to her prosthesis.

“Well,” he said. “It’s looking pretty good though we still need a little more time to see how the grafts are going to take but we found good solid nerve endings to attach to the appropriate parts of the leg.”

The procedure had been long and involved but the end result worth all the work if they got it right.

“How does it feel?”

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[Lieutenant JG Malia Odan]

Before Malia was off shift, there was one more task she’d needed to get done. Opeerations was a department that took on a wide variety of roles. They were there to see to the needs and conforts of the crew. While they did not always perform the tasks, they were the facilitators of those tasks coming to fruition.

Her appointment for the evening was to meet with a science officer who was coming out of surgery. While waiting for the patient to wake after being put under for her procedure, Malia took the opportunity to have a light snack while finishing up her reports for the department heads.

All things considered, Malia had been very proud of the way she had performed today. She quickly found a resolution to a problem and facilitated the completion of the renovations of an entire deck to meet the needs of the Starfighters AND she had it all finished on schedule - A real win for her today.

Getting word that the patient was awake, Malia made her way to sick bay. After inquiring after her location, Malia was directed to the appropriate recovery room. Rather than walking straight in, Malia stood outside the doorway and gave it a gentle knock and waited to be invited inside.

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[Lt. Cmdr. Alexis McConville]

"Nick," she said, looking up, a smile on her face. He had always been able to make her smile, well, up until the day she lost her leg, anyway. 

She listened while he explained the outcome of the procedure. She nodded. She understood exactly what he was saying. She'd woken up before with no issues only to find them come at a later time. 

“How does it feel?”

"It actually feels good," she replied, lifting her leg some off the biobed to show him what she meant. "I honestly don't know if it's ever felt this good before." She smiled. She was happy to know that the pain she'd been pushing through these past few days and weeks was finally past her. She hoped at least. 

A knock sounded on the door. She looked to Nick with a raised eyebrow, then back to the door. 

"Come in," she called, curious who might be at the door. 

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[Lieutenant JG Malia Odan]

”Come in.”

Malia smiled and walked into the room, making eye contact with the doctor and giving an apologetic nod for the intrusion before focusing her attention on the patient. It was always a little uncomfortable when you felt that you where interrupting something.

“Good evening Lt Commander McConville,” she said in greeting. “I am Malia Odan with Operations. I came to inquire if you had any special needs during your recovery from surgery.” Any time someone went through any sort of evasive surgery there where general things needed to ease the recovery. Malia looked between the Lt. Commander and the Chief Medical Officer. She assumed that Ms. McConville may not yet know what sorts of things would be needed for physical therapy or comfort away from sickbay. It was operations job to see that her quarters be modified or that she have delivered anything she may need to help her during this time. Whether it be a device for bathing, or retrofitting her shower with hand holds; seeing that things be placed at a level in her room that she could access easily. It could be any number of things.

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[Lt. Cmdr. Alexis McConville]

“I am Malia Odan with Operations. I came to inquire if you had any special needs during your recovery from surgery.”

"Oh, thank you Malia. I believe we served together many years ago. It's nice to be back on Nike. As for the rest," she looked towards Nick. "What will my recovery time be like? I guess that will impact whether or not I need any special modifications in my room?" She wasn't sure what would be necessary following this surgery. 

She looked back to Malia, "I must admit a more easily accessible shower would be helpful. The normal ones have an extra step to get into. I've become more cautious about those things so I don't trip and cause myself additional problems with my leg." Otherwise she wasn't sure what else she would need. She was hoping the new surgery would alleviate the pain she'd been dealing with these past few months. If that was the case, she should be able to walk as though nothing was different about her at all. She hoped that would be the case. 

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[Lieutenant JG Malia Odan]

"Oh, thank you Malia. I believe we served together many years ago.”

Malia nodded her head in recognition. They were both survivors of the Borg attack that had claimed so many lives and led to her joining with Odan much earlier than she had ever imagined.

"I must admit a more easily accessible shower would be helpful. The normal ones have an extra step to get into. I've become more cautious about those things so I don't trip and cause myself additional problems with my leg."

Malia smiled. “Of course.” She pulled out her PADD and began entering in the orders. “I’ll have an operations team retrofit your shower to make it easier for you to enter and exit. I’ll also have them install some additional hand holds so that you have something to grab onto should you need to steady yourself.”

After thinking a moment she added. “I’ll ask that they look at lowering things down from higher storage as well so you have no need to stretch for things out of your reach.” With a last look and pause to see if Alexis needed anything else, Malia back out of the room.

“Good luck with your recovery,” she added in a friendly tone and then exited.

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[Commander T'mina]

Starfleet Command anticipated the changes that would have occurred on board the USS Nike when they transferred the XO to a new vessel as her captain. The 2IC had been the ship’s Chief Engineer. With his promotion there would be a void in the department. Rather than rely of field promotions, they were proactive and issued orders to T’mina. Once her orders were processed she took a small shuttle craft and plotted a course for the USS Nike.

To her incredulity the Nike had made a deviation from her initial destination. T’mina made the correction and intercepted the vessel. Upon her arrival she was briefed regarding the unidentified beacon and the latest order for an Engineer and Science team to be inoculated and transported to the starfighter presently perched near the anomalous device.

Answering the order, T’mina took the assignment herself and reported to sickbay. As she entered she announced her arrival to the nearest individual present.

“Commander T’mina, Chief Engineer, reporting for inoculation prior to departure on current mission.”

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[Commander Nicholas Grant]

The quiet morning he'd been hoping for evaporated even as he stood talking to Alexis.

"It actually feels good," she replied, lifting her leg some off the biobed to show him what she meant. "I honestly don't know if it's ever felt this good before."

He returned her smile. "That is very good to hear," he said. "We're certain we got all the damaged nerve tissue and regenerated the endings with a newer procedure than was available at the time of your original injury..."

“Good evening Lt Commander McConville,” she said in greeting. “I am Malia Odan with Operations. I came to inquire if you had any special needs during your recovery from surgery.”

The Trill officer was just a little serious but then seemed to loosen up as Alexis greeted her so when she asked for a shower accommodation Nick nodded his approval.

"Add some handrails for stability while your at it," he was going to say but the Odan was on top of that too and he smiled at her as she left.

"Well there you go..." he started. "You get some rest while they get it all ready for you. Once we have confirmation," he said. "I'll release you from sickbay." He held up a finger. "But," he said. "I expect perfect attendance at your physical therapy sessions, and report anything no matter how small you may think it is."

He heard the doors open and patted her leg. "Rest," he smiled and walked out into the main area.

“Commander T’mina, Chief Engineer, reporting for inoculation prior to departure on current mission.”

"Commander," Nick acknowledged the new comer. A brand new Vulcan officer and he hadn't had any notice of her arrival. Pulling up her record on his padd he refrained for reaching out to shake her hand knowing how uninvited touch was sometimes painfully difficult for Vulcans.

"I'm Commander Nicholas Grant, Chief Medical Officer. Welcome aboard."

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