From: Christine Fontaine 
Date: Wed, 23 Apr 1997 17:50:17 -0400
Subject: USS CHESAPEAKE: Emergency Drill #1

SD 90423.1747
MD 05.0900
Scene: USS CHESAPEAKE: Holodeck 2
Doctor Caitlin Donne critically examined the medical staff arryed before 
her, her hazel eyes sharp and penetrating.  Having left Doctor Bruce 
Willingham, the Vulcan with the intriguing name, in charge of Sickbay, the 
remained of the CHESAPEAKE's medical personnel were present in the holodeck 
for their training session.  Today's drill was exclusively for the Sickbay 
staff; the drill take place on the following day would include cross-trained 
personnel from other departments.  Doctor Willingham, while granted a 
repreive from the training session this day, would not be spared on the
morrow.
Eyes dancing with a trace of mischief, Caitlin cleared her throat, gesturing 
for attention.  The quiet murmurs of the assembled doctors, nurses and 
medtechs drifted into silence.  Caitlin smiled.
"Good morning everyone," Doctor Donne greeted the crowd, her Irish accent 
faintly noticeable.  "As you know, today we will be participating in a 
series of medical drills."
Bored looks greeted the aCMO.  They knew all of this - why bother repeating 
the information?
"While the drills are based upon standard emergency procedures," Caitlin 
continued, "there are a few surprises thrown in."  
Caitlin grinned as that statement met with some response.  
"I expect that you will all be able to handle them, although some of the 
scenarios _will_ be challenging."  
A few doubtful looks could be seen in the crowd.
"Although we are in the holodeck," Caitlin stated, "_please_ treat your 
patients as if they were real.  Indeed, after a while, you will forget that 
this is just a simulation, for everything that you will encounter is an 
accurate reflection of reality."
Several individuals nodded.  Having previously experience holodeck sims, 
they knew that the experience seemed _very_ real.
"Any questions?"  Caitlin waited for any response.  "No?  All right then."
Pitching her voice for the computer, Doctor Donne announced, "Computer, 
begin programme Medical Sim I."
With that, the familiar yellow-on-black grid disappeared, and the medical 
personnel found themselves in the midst of chaos...
	***		***		***		***		***
An hour later the CHESAPEAKE's medical staff was still working frantically.  
 This first simulation was a natural disaster scenario, in which the medical 
personnel found themselves assisiting the inhabitants of a planet that had 
been devastated by massive geological changes:  earthquakes, volcanos and 
floods had wreaked havoc upon the planet's geology and, more importantly, 
its inhabitants.
Sweat ran in rivulets down many of the officers' faces, while blood, both 
red and green in colour, speckled their skin and their clothing.  Other 
fluids, less easily identified, stained several Starfleet uniforms, as the 
liquids eventually seeped into fabric.
Surrounded by devastation, Doctor Donne walked from one patient to another; 
lending a hand here, making a suggestion there, helping to keep everyone 
going.  So far, the assistant Chief Medical Officer was impressed.  Most of 
the medical personnel were aware of their strengths and weaknesses; they 
knew when they could handle something by themselves, and when they required 
some assistance.
Most of the medical personnel were aware.
Most of them.
Caitlin was keeping a close eye on Doctor DawnFire to-Ennien.  The petite 
Sivaoan seemed convinced that she could handle absolutely anything and 
everything by herself.  Adamantly refusing to ask for help it was almost as 
if she considered that a weakness.  Caitlin knew that she would have trouble 
with the Sivaoan physician at some point down the line.  Teamwork was 
essential, especially during an emergency situation.
Promising herself that she would watch Doctor DawnFire to-Ennien, Caitlin
moved on.  It was almost time to wrap up this simulation.

Respectfully submitted,
LT Caitlin Donne, MD
Assistant Chief Medical Officer
USS CHESAPEAKE

<< NRPG >>
Just a short little post as I try to get back into the rhythm of writing.
Something from Catherine will be coming up soon.
Chris - packing for New Jersey

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* Chris Fontaine                    * "If I waited for perfection...  *
* cfontain@uoguelph.ca              *   I would never write a word."  *
* http://www.uoguelph.ca/~cfontain/ *       - Margaret Atwood -       *
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* LCDR Catherine Marie Ledoux, DVM, CMO, USS CHESAPEAKE, NCC-31813    *
* LCDR StarSong to-Ennien, MD, PhD, COUNS, USS LEVIATHAN, NCC-25002   *
* RADM FireSong to-Vensre, MD, ALB Adjutant, Armstrong Lunar Base     *
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