CMO's progress notes

A sudden change...

Sat, 26 Feb 2005 19:58:45 GMT

::sitting in office, dictating latest daily report::

...been no change in his condition. Although that means he remains stable, it also means he has made no progress. I have researched human data concerning comatose patients and have learned this can go on for many years. I have spoken to Commander Tucker and he has assigned some of his engineering crew to alter the Admiral's quarters onboard to accomodate his needs while in his current condition. His transfer should take place at some point tomorrow afternoon.

::switches to next file on monitor::

Dr. Paris is making headway on her plans to work toward

::head jerks around when hears alarms going off at Forrest's bedside, accessing monitor information....... ::

Why would his vitals drop so suddenly? What's going on.....

::jumps up from behind desk and rushes into sickbay proper heading straight to Forrest's bedside, almost colliding with sam_nightnurse as she responds as well::

Let's get him stabilized NOW! 15mls of epinephrine STAT!

Wed, 01 Dec 2004 17:03:05 GMT

Your LJ Christmas Party by cerulean_dreams
Username
First to arrive	ensignsato
Made a snowman with a strategically placed carrot	ensigntanner
Stuck a Candy Cane down their pants	linnis_paris
Spiked the eggnog	_chef_
Knocked over the Christmas Tree	liz_cutler
Was ran over by Santa's sleigh	_rostov_
Was poisoned after they consumed a poinsettia	tom_paris
Dressed up as Santa	_chang_
Kissed you Under the Mistletoe	_cheesehound_

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A call to the Admiral

Thu, 25 Nov 2004 13:42:42 GMT

::sits in sickbay::

::after a few quiet days has been able to catch up on several issues needing research::

::one particular issue nagging in head::

::has studied and thought about solutions for several hours::

::has an idea, but no way to implement it alone::

::crosses arms and leans back in chair::

::after a few more minutes of thinking, reaches across and activates comm::

Phlox to Admiral Forrest.

Ruh roh

Tue, 16 Nov 2004 05:00:06 GMT

::has just sent Henry and Charlotte off with adm_max_forrest for the morning::

::discharged _cunningham_ to his quarters::

::enters the backroom of sickbay to tend to The Menagerie(tm)::

::sniffs

...wipes at watery eyes

...sniffs again::

snoorrmmmpphhhtttt

::shakes head::

This is highly unusual.

Tue, 02 Nov 2004 23:32:48 GMT

{ooc: this took place while Hayes and crew where on the away mission}

::has gone over data on surprise guest in sickbay::

::sent reports to Captain Archer and Foster as per protocol::

::sits quietly at desk as contemplates next messages::

Computer, record message.

Crewman Kelly,
Please come by sickbay as soon as possible. I have need of further discussions with you concerning the young woman you....discovered...recently.

Doctor Phlox

Computer send that out as a text message to crewman_kelly's personal messages.

::sighs, closes data file on the mysterious young woman still unconscious on the biobed in the back corner of sickbay::

::stands to leave office...stops.....thinks::

Computer....send message to majorhayes log it personal messages.

Major, As soon as you return from the away mission..make time to come by sickbay,
there is something I need to discuss with you.

Dr. Phlox

CMO's logs

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 20:33:43 GMT

::stands close to biobed as takes scans and correlates information coming in::

Computer, record log.

::small chirp from computer to indicate is activated, sounds::

I have been studying the female brought in earlier by medics. Her shoulder injury was apparently caused by a phase type weapon not dissimiliar to our own. The tissue damage was nothing serious and is healing nicely.

The patient remains unconscious at this time, resulting in the fact that I have not had the opportunity to speak with her yet. Crewman Kelly had no information to help enlighten me as to the circumstances surrounding our newest visitor's arrival on this ship. Kelley's entire report consisted of, "She appeared and collapsed".

I have contacted the Captain and Lt. Foster as to the visitors presence on the ship.

The current plan is to continue to scan this being that so far shows to be human and determine were and when she belongs.

Computer end log.

::finishes speaking and gazes down on the features of the unconscious woman on the biobed::

~~As to whom she belongs......well that I will continue to research but DNA results are surprising. You would think I would be growing accustomed to this type revelation.~~

A Night Off.........

Wed, 21 Jul 2004 15:30:22 GMT

::has taken a shift off from sickbay duty in order to spend some time with corporal_cole::

::first chance to see her since the attack, glad she wasn't injured...had been concerned and then relieved when she wasn't one of the MACO's that was killed::

::rubs hands over her neck and shoulders easing out the tight kinks in her muscles::

How does that feel my dear?

Log Entry

Wed, 02 Jun 2004 18:37:08 GMT

::walks into office with cup of tea in hands::

::sits behind desk::

Computer begin log;

As recorded in my earlier daily reports Lt. Commander Reed gave birth, by ceasarean section, six days ago to twins. Both children are extremely healthy and growing remarkably fast. I have been unable to give Mr. Reed an exact scale as to their projected growth patterns.

The growth is erratic at times, and has given me difficulty in my pursuit of answers. I do know the causing factor but not what stimulates the escalated growth and aging factors. At this point all results on my studies of the six day old children are indicating they are 5-6 earth weeks in age.

::shakes head::

I understand Mr. Reed's concerns about the aging. As a parent myself I shudder to imagine what it would be like to have to face the fact that I would outlive any of my children during a normal lifespan for each of us.

As for the children themselves they seem to be adjusting quite well with the rapid development. They are already showing individual personalities in their actions. Henry seems to be inquisitive, with his poking and grabbing at things trying to check out everything, ~~Heh such the little explorer he is.~~. Charlotte on the other hand has her own agenda...and at times I think she would be totally bewildered if things were not done exactly as she expected them to be. I venture to say she will turn out to be the leader ~~bossy little thing~~ that gets things accomplished in that pair.

Computer pause.....

::sips tea and sits back and thinks about next entry::

Computer resume log,

My records will also indicate an official reprimand to Crewman Nightnurse's file. I have spoken to her directly concerning the recent incident in which she did not follow my instructions in Mr. Tanner's care plan. I acknowledge that I had been trying to handle his case directly. But she should have explained my absence and administered his daily dosage of medication before he was allowed to run off. I hope the emotional trauma he suffered will not be an obstacle in getting him better and back to work soon. I have another session planned for him this evening, I imagine I will find out at that time. I should also speak with Mr. Rostov again after my session with Tanner. I need to see how he is holding up.

Computer pause,

::looks around sickbay::
::gets up and walks to door::

::shuts and locks door::

::sits back behind desk and turns to face wall::

Computer...personal log......

I surprised myself this past week. In over forty years as a physician never have I allowed myself to reach the state of exhaustion I was in this week. The demands this past week were tremendous but I suspect I should have noted warning signs. This disturbs me greatly.
Not until I distanced myself from the situation and spoke with an outside source did I become aware of how I had neglected my social well-being. Denobulans crave social interaction like others crave food or attention. I had been in sickbay for several days non-stop and with limited interaction. No wonder I collapsed. Mr. Reed's playful bantering was very precise. I do need to keep myself healthy in order to care for this crew to the best of my abilities. Mr. Tanner has already suffered from my lapse in judgement and I should really speak to Captain Archer about a reprimand for me also.

::sighs and sips tea, leaning head back on headrest of chair::

I will say the private duty Corporal Cole performed for me was very enjoyable and regenerative to my entire system. But I find myself developing an attachment that I don't think she reciprocates. Although I have my mates I still find it difficult to not want a closer more exclusive relationship with her. But I am getting the impression I am more of a casual fling to her. Almost as if I'm a new and exciting toy that no body else can play with. A novelty.
The question is if that is how she feels do I want to continue seeing her or stop it now. I have never done casual very well....at all actually. ::chuckles::
My wives can attest to that.
But things are different out here in the Expanse and I wonder......
I need to find someone to discuss all this with I think. Someone who can help me to understand human women and how they think.

::sits quietly for several minutes....just thinking::

::computer shuts self off after being idle for several minutes::

Returning to sickbay.....

Sat, 22 May 2004 20:41:22 GMT

::assists Jon with getting Mal back on biobed::

::watches as scanners turn back on and recalibrate::

I apologize Captain. I ...he...I was working on something in the back. He got out before I knew he was even awake. The babies were the ones to actually alert me to his absence.

::busies self studying new information on screen above Mal's head::

Backroom of sickbay

Fri, 21 May 2004 06:06:20 GMT

::is in backroom of sickbay quietly making more cream for scars and incisions and ..heh stretch marks::

::talking to Pyrithian bat as often does just to clear thoughts and keep himself company at night::

Yes another batch of this cream should do the trick. Mr. Reed shouldn't even have the scar on his abdomen by the time he is discharged.
Things certainly have been quite hectic around here the last few days.

::reaches into container and takes a purpellian slug and tosses it to the bat::

There, that is your last one. I need the others for the cream.

::stretches up to shelf to get container when suddenly another wave of dizziness washes over self::stumbles back into counter behind and stands trying to clear head::

::hears babies::

::shakes head slightly and moves to door::

::takes a deep breath and goes into main area of sickbay::

::walks over to layettes where they had been moved closer to Mal earlier::
::notices Henry fussing and squirming around::
::reaches into Layette and gathers Henry into arms::

Shh...shhhh..little man it's the middle of the night and you'll wake your daddy.

::straightens up and sees the biobed.....empty::

What? Malcolm..........Mr. Reed?

::starts looking all over sickbay, still holding an increasingly fussier Henry::

::Charlotte begins to whimper and wriggle where she lay in her bed::

How did your daddy have enough strength to get out of here little man?

::starts bouncing Henry gently in arms to try to sooth him::

This time I definitely think it best to contact your father.

::moves to comm as Charlotte and Henry's cries begin to increase in volume::

Internal Memo to Archer, Captain Jonathan....

Mon, 10 May 2004 08:57:20 GMT

Captain,
I need to speak with you at your earliest convenience.

Please stop by sickbay when you have a minute. I have information on the telepathic linking that is going on amongst the crew. Plus other things to discuss as well.

Dr. Phlox

::sends message and returns screen on computer terminal back to telepathy research::

::works quietly at lab counter::

Why do I even bother?

Fri, 07 May 2004 07:35:11 GMT

ooc: Immediately after this thread.......

::watches as mal_reed leaves sickbay.

::begins straightening up equipment used for scans and such on Mal and babies::

::checks around sickbay and verifies no one else is around::

::presses button to record log entry::

Lt. Commander Reed finally came in for his check-up after a great deal of persuasion on my part. His gift for avoidance is normally impressive, but today he was in record shattering form.
I had to inform him quite strenously that these evasive tactics of his were not in his or the children's best interests.
His distraction by the telepathy was most disturbing to me and should have been to him as well.

::remembers discussion::

Mr. Reed your actions this morning were not what I would expect from a person that is about to bring two lives into this universe. Do you not realize you have to be everything for these children when they arrive? You will have to become more in control of yourself and your hormones for the sake of your children. Not to mention for the sake of the people you serve with on this ship. Have you forgotten we are on a mission?
Really I have tried repeatedly to give you leeway in your behavior but there are limits to even my looking the other way. I am aware the circumstances concerning their conception has been very difficult for you to deal with but regardless of that they are coming and you will have to get yourself together and be a father to them.
You and no one else can do that. ............Yes I know Captain Archer plans to be there and assist you but right now they are in your body...and you alone have to be concerned with their health and safety. You aren't getting enough rest, you are barely eating properly, and even though I said you could have sexual relations. I think the word moderation was left out of our previous dicussions on that matter.

::continues with log entry::

After getting back my scan results on the children it seems they have grown a considerable amount in a short time. They show to be the equivalent of 28 weeks gestation. Mr. Reed will have considerable discomfort from now until the children are delivered I fear. His body structure isn't equipped to handle this type load for one child not to mention two. I have offered to give him what I can to help with the pains but he declined my assistance of course.

As for this telepathy situation it has affected more than just the Captain and Malcolm. Though none quite as severe as them. Having now seen the brain scans from Malcolm as well I have developed a theory and I believe I have come upon a solution that will end these intrusions into one anothers thoughts.

I will be presenting these findings to Captain Archer when I report to him later this afternoon.

Is anyone in their right mind?

Wed, 28 Apr 2004 05:22:56 GMT

Computer log::

Have been informed by several crewmembers of strange telepathic/empathic behaviors. I first saw evidence of it with Captain Archer and Lt. Commander Reed.

I am now attempting to determine how these occurances are interlinked. Who is affected and in what way. It does not appear to be widespread. It seems to be limited to individuals that were planetside during shoreleave.

This is extremely unusual and I hope to ascertain the cause and concurrant remedy in short order.

End log

Sickbay getting self organized

Tue, 20 Apr 2004 20:18:51 GMT

::enters office after leaving decon::

::checks terminal to see if all crew is back onboard...wonders since hearing from romero about liz_cutler's situation if Liz has been released from the jail::

::Checks roster on terminal and sees she is still not on Enterprise::

Captain please inform me when you will be able to arrange for the release of Ensign Cutler. I am concerned for her and her presence is greatly missed in sickbay.

Let's see I need to go over what information I have on Lt. Commander Reed and Captain Archer concerning this strange sharing of minds they are experiencing.
I also need to find some way for Mr. Reed to be able to tolerate the babies growth without as much pain as he is encountering.

Next is the continued analysis of the unusual properties in that blue liquid Commander Tucker brought me.

but first....::sits down in chair behind desk::

I had a rather ...*coughs* intimate encounter with one of the female MACOs today in decon. I'm not sure why it happened other than she does look so much like my first wife and she was aggressive in her pursuit of me. Just like a Denobulan female would be during our mating season. My response was appropriate for a normal Denobulan male with her pheromones bombarding me as they did. I just am not entirely sure why it bothered me today when I have been able to distract myself from such feelings and responses in the past? Other human females have attempted to seduce me before but none have ever succeeded until now........::purses lips and looks toward ceiling::
I wonder what has happened to change things? Was it just her or will other females begin to have this affect on me? I'm not certain I know how to deal with this new development.
Computer end log

::sighs::

::gets up and leaves office going to sickbay main::

In backroom of sickbay......

Thu, 08 Apr 2004 13:08:39 GMT

::contemplates new bottle of blue liquid trip_tucker brought him from the planet::

::recalls nice chat with Trip had been quite awhile since had spoken with him::

::decides to check it out what was told about the medicinal qualities of liquid and begins prep work for testing it::

::is absorbed in testing procedures::

Did someone say party....

Sat, 06 Mar 2004 18:10:01 GMT

::in sickbay backroom::::is getting dressed in costume for Ethan's Welcome Home party::

I hope this costume is acceptable ::looks at pyrithian bat's cage::

This time I was inspired by one of those old serial television shows Commander Tucker reccomended I watch. It was quite entertaining.

::is putting finishing touches on makeup::

Well there we are.....What do you think young lady?

::chuckles to self:: I talk to my bat as much as I do Porthos when he is around.......

::walks over and picks up rather long staff quartermaster supplied with his costume::

::leaves sickbay fully dressed and in makeup::

::walks down corridor on way to mess hall::

::sees turbolift doors open and watches as mrostov and crewman_kelly leave lift::

Oh Crewmen...wait just a moment and I will join you.

Sickbay's office

Wed, 18 Feb 2004 06:27:40 GMT

::sits quietly at desk after jonathan_archer and mal_reed have departed::

::glances through window sees liz_cutler pull curtain around biobed _mckenzie_ rests on::

::thinks:: I almost thought she was going to wake up today.

::composes report::

Sickbay twenty four hour log

No injuries reported from any departments.

Corporal Mackenzie remains comatose. The infection that was in her system is slowly dissipating as she responds to latest treatment. I have great hopes in her full recovery. I am continuing to allow Miss Cutler to attend to her hygiene needs. ~~Need I comment on Liz's propensity to bathe?~~

I have released Lt. Cmdr. Reed from sickbay and will continue his therapy on an outpatient basis. In the meantime I intend to go over the intense physical scans that I took since his return from the "other Enterprise".

Computer end log

::pulls up mal_reed's most recent scans::

::studies each scan.......full body....deep scans::

::stops on certain area.........studies....switches screens....localizes on one ...certain...area...::

Oh my.....this is unexpected.

::checks lab reports::

Lytes, CBC, TSH, liver profile, all normal...except drug profile.......hmmmmm. They thought it wouldn't show? Or maybe they didn't care if it showed now.....

I have many .......things to discuss with Mr. Reed when he returns to sickbay.

::gets collar from desk drawer::

Perhaps I should look into this a little more thoroughly........

::holds in hands looking at it from all angles::

Memo to Archer, Captain Jonathan

Mon, 09 Feb 2004 23:49:28 GMT

Captain,

This is to inform you that Lt. Commander Reed is now under strict psychiatric evaluation in sickbay. He agreed to this willingly and so I recommend no guards or restrictive measures be enacted at this time.

He has also requested to have no contact with anyone other than myself during his stay in sickbay. I have agreed to this request and ask your cooperation in informing the senior staff concerning this matter.

Feel free to contact me for any updates or questions you may have on this matter.

dr_phlox_ime

Internal memo from Dr. Phlox.....

Wed, 21 Jan 2004 09:03:00 GMT

To Archer, Captain Jonathan,

CC:Tucker III, Commander Charles,

Daily sickbay status report:

Captain Archer was released from sickbay after his encounter with another PIF. This one ocurred after the other Enterprise suddenly appeared beside us. The Captain's current status: active duty. Although I would strongly recommend that he be in the presence of others should another PIF materialize.

Lieutenant Commander Reed is now officially on active duty. Retroactive to the time he had to take command of the bridge. His physical injuries have healed well. I am still concerned for his mental state and will so note in my official logs. I believe he should still be under phsychiatric observation .

Crewman Kelly reported to sickbay in severe respiratory distress. Upon examination she was found to have a spontaneous pneumothorax. I have treated her injuries and she is recovering in sickbay, Her condition is serious but stable.

**I would also like to add that her injuries are directly related to a sparring match she had with Major Hayes in the gym 2 days ago. She reported here with her upper body covered in bruises and told me Major Hayes had caused these injuries during that match. I have spoken with Major Hayes concerning this matter.**

***I would like to discuss this with you Captain as well at your earliest convenience.***

Crewman Nightnurse was injured in a fall while doing her duties in sickbay. She has injured her back and will be off duty for the next three days. During this time Ensign Cutler will be covering her shift. I have made the adjustments to the schedule.

End report.

dr_phlox_ime

In sickbay

Mon, 12 Jan 2004 06:59:40 GMT

::moving around restocking medicine cabinet::

The crew certainly enjoyed themselves last night. I am almost completely out of my hangover remedy.

::walks to back room::

I guess I should extract some more saliva from that Salurian green tongued lizard.

After leaving sickbay

Fri, 09 Jan 2004 15:02:21 GMT

::enters quarters with Porthos trotting along beside::

::goes to bathroom and removes face makeup::

::removes costume and drops in pile on floor::

::dresses in blue pajamas and sits at desk::

I need to let the Captain know where you are. I'll just send him a messsage.

::speaks to computer::

Memo to Captain Archer, from Dr. Phlox,

Captain, I seem to have aquired your dog somehow during the festivities last night. He is fine and I shall return him to you later today.

End message

::Porthos jumps upon knee and distracts from memo::

What is it boy? You ready to get some rest too? I think we had a busy night......didn't we?

::tries to recall actions from previous night and is unsuccessful::

::moves to bed and settles in drawing covers over self::

::Porthos jumps on bed and nestles down::

Is that what the Captain normally allows?

Ah well I guess it will be alright.

::rolls over and falls asleep immediately::

::message remains on computer screen waiting to be sent::

Trying to walk in these things...

Fri, 02 Jan 2004 15:26:17 GMT

::With costume on makes way to crewmancutlers quarters.....carefully::

::finding it difficult to keep from falling off these shoes::

::has box in hand::

::arrives at door and rings door chime::

::door opens and is allowed in::

Good evening ensign. Are you ready to get your costume for the party?

::hands her box with complete costume in it::

Looks around, I must say I have received more than a few strange looks as I made my way here, and several strange comments as well.

::smiles at Liz::

Was that your intent when choosing my costume?.

A christmas story

Fri, 26 Dec 2003 05:27:09 GMT

::sits in quarters::

::vidscreen is on, watching old christmas shows recommended by Commander Tucker::

These old shows are quite informative. I would have to say that earth's celebration of this....... Christmas was rather joyful.

But the different versions that are told makes it somewhat confusing to get the facts straight.

Let's see what is next on the list...::reads PADD trip_tucker gave him:: How the Grinch Stole Christmas the animated version

*several hours later*

::wipes at tears in eyes as...The Little Drummer Boy fades off of the screen::

::sits in quiet contemplation for several minutes::

Computer...dictate a personal letter...........My beloved Feezal, I have missed you greatly..........

...there is a human tradition........

...centers greatly around family and friends......a time of coming together............it resembles some of the preparatory activities before the Denobulan fertility festival.....
....even has some interesting costumes to go along with it..........strange music.......lots of food..........tiny Vulcans running around making toys...except one that wanted to be a dentist......
......anyway my beloved after researching this for some time. I have felt compelled to contact you...just....because............
........as always I am your beloved.
Phlox
Computer end letter. Start a new letter to.....

A bat in the hand....

Thu, 25 Dec 2003 15:09:12 GMT

::Closes and locks lid to Pyrethion bats cage::

This had better be the last time you get away from me. I am tired of chasing your winged butt all over sickbay. I got quite an earful from Captain Archer after you woke him ~~and scared the crap outta him~~. You may just become the next delicacy on Chef's menu if you don't behave.

::Walks away from cage and pushes button on computer::

Computer begin log, chief medical officer, Phlox

Have just disharged Lt. Reed from sickbay with follow-up instructions. His wounds have healed nicely although I shudder to think how he received all the inner and external burns.

I am very much concerned about his mental and emotional state, I cannot see where he has begun to deal with the emotional scars to any extent. I do regret not telling him about all that went on surrounding his rescue and the fact that he was dead for a short period of time.

::shakes head:: I was not pleased with the way he found out. I'll speak to my staff about this for future incidents.

Lt. tom_paris continues to be in a comatose state and slowly recovering from his injuries apparently caused by the PIF he recently encountered. I'm confident that Dr. Paris has that situation well under control. ~~and considering her state of mind I think Mr. Paris may be in the safest place possible at the moment.~~.

It seems that as part of the Denobulan festival the crew has chosen to celebrate, all of the attending crewmembers will be in costumes picked by tradition. It appears that liz_cutler and I are outfitting each other. I hope she is aware just how simple ~~little~~ a traditional denobulan wife wears during these festivities.

::smiles...very...widely::

It should be quite a night to remember!

Computer end log.

Quiet at last...

Fri, 19 Dec 2003 00:34:15 GMT

::lowers lights to main area of sickbay to allow for a sense of nighttime for patients::

::Peruses monitors and is satisfied with readings on both mal_reed and tom_paris.::

::Walks into office and settles self into chair::

::thinks:: Even though we Denobulans don't require much sleep we must catnap occassionally to keep our balance.

::leans back and closes eyes::

::instantly asleep::

::Moves through ceremonial chamber prepared for Denobulan fertility festival.......
Wearing traditional Denobulan Lemur fur loincloth:: ::remembers:: Ah yes the one time each year the males are expected to push aside their modesty for procreation.

::Surrounded by 2 of his wives and each of their other husbands also dressed in ceremonial loincloths::

::Leaning back in office chair mouth slightly agape, soft snoring sounds arising from sleeping form::

::Hears pounding of drums, senses someone approaching from in front:: ::leans further back onto ceremonial stone reclining chair, legs slightly apart::.......::Sees Feezal coming closer between knees positioning herself at his groin::

::feels her begin to sniff around his thighs up and down, then moving toward his groin, sniffing and pressing against his straining manhood::

eennnghhmmmm.

::more nuzzling, sniffing and then a soft pressure, pushing gently against his cock through his loincloth, more sniffing and more pressure:: ::thinks:: We are a very olfactory race.

::Moans::...mmuunnhhhhgnn.

::hears.... uuunnnnnn.

::more nuzzling, sniffing, a pressure almost as if kneading his cock with her fingers::

::moans...ooouummmm, yes, that's wonderful....... Feezal..... don't stop...so close.....

:: deep guttural moans:: uumnnghnnnnn.

::hears high pitched whine:: uuuuuuunnnnnnnn.

Yes, yes! I'm about to............ah, AH, Ahhhhh

::awakens, sitting bolt upright in chair, looks down between legs............:: PORTHOS!!!

::flops back into chair:: :surprised::.........::aroused:: ....::confused::..........

::takes deep breath::

::and again::

Oh my........::addresses Porthos, who is still standing on hind legs with front paws pressed into groin region, head tilted slightly to one side as if questioning::

What is it fella? Need to go for....what does the Captain call it?.....Walkies?

::Quick yip of agreement from Porthos::

Very well then let's go.......

::stands and moves hands down front of clothes to straighten them...encounters......::

Mmmmmm what is this?.... Well let's take a quick sidetrip by my quarters to allow me a chance to change shall we?

::Porthos prances at feet as knows is going for walkies::

::walks to door of sickbay noting Crewman Elusive Nightnurse is observing patients at this time::

::grabs towel on shelf as leaves and starts to wipe front of clothes, removing slimy, blob of.......... drool from front of shirt as he goes through sickbay doors::