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[Sickbay]: Round Nineteen Scans and Vaccines

If this is your first trip to Sickbay, you may be surprised to see that it's a fairly ordinary-looking hospital. There are no terrifying devices or humming machines you might see in a sci-fi thriller. The biobeds along the walls are equipped with biofunction monitors, but look fairly standard. Instead of silver trays filled with metal tools and sawblades, there are an array of small devices that look as harmless as cell phones. As for the staff, they're all well-groomed and friendly — even the more unusual aliens.
If you're new to the ship, no doubt you've been escorted here by the security team. Nothing to worry about, the doctors just want to make sure you aren't carrying any viruses or are vulnerable to terrible space disease. Once you've been checked over — a quick scan from a tricorder and any necessary vaccines — you'll be free to go. Lollipops are optional.
"All right, step on in," one of them calls out as you enter. "Don't be afraid. It's just a scan and a hypospray, nothing to worry about."
[ooc: Sickbay is, as always, OTA and open until the next one goes up for latecomers! For new characters: tagging isn't mandatory but IC going to sickbay is. If you'd prefer to skip threading with one of our doctors, you can handwave that your character got a clean bill of health and a shot and were sent on their merry way. There will be a post up in the OOC comm shortly with more details about Sickbay and which doctors are on deck this month, if you have any questions.]
Paging Simon Tam! OTA Otherwise
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Simon had spent most of the time since he'd first arrived here educating himself about the technology and techniques in use here and the differences between his own world and time and this one. He'd become familiar with the devices in Sickbay, but his understanding went to their clinical use, not their mechanical properties.
How the devices actually went together would be more Kaylee's province, given her natural skill with machines.
Simon approached the young woman with a tricorder in one hand, his manner more professional than friendly.
"Would you like to come with me? I'm Doctor Tam."
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Simon is the one doing the medical exam, and he's had more than a year of study, practice, and training on these machines now.
"I think most people are curious when they get here."
He gestured to one of the biobeds.
"If you could sit here, Edward. I just need to do a couple of scans and log some details for our records. Is there anything I should know? Any, uh, existing medical conditions or injuries?"
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(Beyond the ADHD and bruises from the crash she's in good shape all things considered. She's bound to be immune to at least one not so normal bug given being from 2080 as well.)
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He knew, now, something of that sort of life and the deprivation it caused. Only something; not as much as Mal, Zoƫ and the others, but he'd lived on the edges of civilization on Serenity, and he'd seen the results of that uncertain existence. It had been an awakening for a man raised to the privilege of the Core.
"You'd been eating well before you got here?" he asked. The tricorder would tell him most of the things he was asking, but after months of doing this, he knew that it was useful to know thing from the patient themself first.
He held up the tricorder and started scanning.
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"The good news is that there's always enough to eat here. One of the benefits of technology that allows you to create food out of its molecular components."
Idle chitchat, however, has never particularly been Simon's strong point, so then he falls quiet as he lets the tricorder do its work, PADD ready to record the results.
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It took another couple of moments for something else in the reading to make itself obvious. Simon studied the tricorder, then frowned, a little, and activated the biobed. He typed something into his PADD, then studied the computer for a moment before he looked back up at his patient.
"Edward, I'm going to get the biobed to do a scan on you. While it does that, I'm going to ask you some questions. Do you find that you often have difficulty concentrating, or finishing things once you've started them?"
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He listed the symptoms clinically, almost distractedly, as he focused on the readings from the biobed. He knew exactly what he was looking for; he may have been trained as a trauma surgeon, but he'd spent years researching psychiatric trauma and psychiatric illness, before he rescued River, after he rescued her, and since he'd arrived here, for when he got back home or River arrived here.
Although he was logging everything the tricorder and biobed were telling him, as was the standard procedure for these checkups, there was one thing he was particularly interested in, and that was Edward's brain activity.
It showed him exactly what he thought it would.
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"I thought that might be the case," he said. "The, uh, scans are finished, and there's something you should know about. According to your brain scans, you don't think the same way that most people do. It's a condition that can lead to inattention, trouble focusing, restless activity, impulsive or reckless behavior, difficulty finishing tasks, trouble prioritizing things that don't seem important, a lot of things that can make it hard to do things in day to day life."
He paused and took a breath. "Does any of this sound familiar?"
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But something did slip out,"Then how does that explain my computer skills? Ed's mostly self taught."
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That was as much speaking about and to River as Edward, and he realized it as soon as he'd spoken, but the point was still true.
"I'm not sure what they call it in this time, but in mine, it was Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. If medical care isn't good in your time, it likely wouldn't have been picked up. Many people manage without anyone ever realizing their mind works differently to other people's."
He shrugged. "You're interested in computers. You can probably focus fairly well on things that are important to you."
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