== I sneezed and bumped the keyboard and my unfinished post, posted. Rats! I shall now continue. ==
serious conversation going on between Cdr Talion, LCdr Kurasa and a the young Ens Mala.
I don't want to be involved in whatever is going on there!
Lois looked around and saw Lt Langston at the far end of 10 Forward and so made a bee line for him. Taking a seat opposite Langston, with her back to the intense conversation, she lent close and asked in a whisper, "What's going on over there?" Lois liked to keep up with the crew gossip every now and then.
"Have no idea, Chief er, Lois," Langston said with a half silly grin. "Do you mind if I just call you Chief all the time, it's just easier that way?"
"Nope, that's fine with me," Lois replied. "The first thing I want to say and I'll be saying this to all the medical team at our meeting, is that I'm not the fount of all medical wisdom on this ship. We are a team and we work as a team." Lois paused for a moment to change tack, "I've had a 'Head Nurse' and a 'Nurse Practitioner' and other medical officers under my supervision before, but never a DCMO, what do you do? This is my first time on a really big ship, with a sickbay the size of a small hospital," she exclaimed, with a bit of smile and a wink and a nod.
Lt Langston began to explain his understanding of the DCMO's role. "Obviously, if you are not on board, or incapacitated, then I would take charge of Sickbay. With that understood, it's whatever you say I do. You may give me a specific role like clinical supervision and training of the nursing staff, for example."
Lois interrupted at that point asking, "Do you have a specialty or a preference?"
"Well yes I do, the last CMO knew, but I haven't told all the staff what my specialty is, you see, it's because I'm a forensic pathologist, that's my specialty!"
"Oh good!" said Lois with some delight. "You will be in charge of the morgue, and you will review all deaths in sickbay, nay, all deaths on the ship. Sort of quality control for sickbay. But you bring the reports to me, and we decide what the next step is if any, OK?"
The conversation went on for about forty-five minutes, as they discussed various aspects of Sickbay and the medical staff. Lois was pleased with her DCMO. He seemed to be a confident and respectful medical officer. As it came to a close Lois headed for her quarters thinking that she needed to clean up the mess of all her stuff stacked on the floor and begin her career on this new ship. She was confident in her medical choices but dealing with people was difficult sometimes for Lois. She was a person that told it the way it was, and sometime her superiors and subordinates didn't like that.
It's just the way I am.
serious conversation going on between Cdr Talion, LCdr Kurasa and a the young Ens Mala.
I don't want to be involved in whatever is going on there!
Lois looked around and saw Lt Langston at the far end of 10 Forward and so made a bee line for him. Taking a seat opposite Langston, with her back to the intense conversation, she lent close and asked in a whisper, "What's going on over there?" Lois liked to keep up with the crew gossip every now and then.
"Have no idea, Chief er, Lois," Langston said with a half silly grin. "Do you mind if I just call you Chief all the time, it's just easier that way?"
"Nope, that's fine with me," Lois replied. "The first thing I want to say and I'll be saying this to all the medical team at our meeting, is that I'm not the fount of all medical wisdom on this ship. We are a team and we work as a team." Lois paused for a moment to change tack, "I've had a 'Head Nurse' and a 'Nurse Practitioner' and other medical officers under my supervision before, but never a DCMO, what do you do? This is my first time on a really big ship, with a sickbay the size of a small hospital," she exclaimed, with a bit of smile and a wink and a nod.
Lt Langston began to explain his understanding of the DCMO's role. "Obviously, if you are not on board, or incapacitated, then I would take charge of Sickbay. With that understood, it's whatever you say I do. You may give me a specific role like clinical supervision and training of the nursing staff, for example."
Lois interrupted at that point asking, "Do you have a specialty or a preference?"
"Well yes I do, the last CMO knew, but I haven't told all the staff what my specialty is, you see, it's because I'm a forensic pathologist, that's my specialty!"
"Oh good!" said Lois with some delight. "You will be in charge of the morgue, and you will review all deaths in sickbay, nay, all deaths on the ship. Sort of quality control for sickbay. But you bring the reports to me, and we decide what the next step is if any, OK?"
The conversation went on for about forty-five minutes, as they discussed various aspects of Sickbay and the medical staff. Lois was pleased with her DCMO. He seemed to be a confident and respectful medical officer. As it came to a close Lois headed for her quarters thinking that she needed to clean up the mess of all her stuff stacked on the floor and begin her career on this new ship. She was confident in her medical choices but dealing with people was difficult sometimes for Lois. She was a person that told it the way it was, and sometime her superiors and subordinates didn't like that.
It's just the way I am.