Doctor Setak
Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2011 12:44 pm
<Another Voyage Home>
<Sickbay, USS Malinche, Day 1 - 13:15>
Lieutenant... Provisional, Setak - Chief Medical Officer USS Malinche.
Provisional, ergo temporary. After five days aboard this vessel, learning it and it's crew's ways, I am uncertain whether the term is comforting or troubling.
The more familiar I become with these people the more I realize how different from them I must seem, so much so that several of the ships crewmen have expressed concern over having their health in my hands. How can I fault them? The sentiment is not universal however, Doctor Dormand, who seemed distant if not adversarial at first has come to trust me to some extent. Having spent more time with her than any other member of the ships crew I feel that she understands me better on a personal level than anyone else and I have come to understand her. I am more certain than ever that something is troubling her but she has refused to speak of it, often denying that anything is wrong at all. I suppose she thinks that a Vulcan might not be able to recognize the signs of stress, of grief but as others have pointed out; I am no ordinary Vulcan in this place.
Life aboard this vessel is more complex than I could have possibly imagined and yet those who chose to be here seem perfectly content with the intricate systems and protocols that govern every waking moment. They live for it. I feel lost most times, except perhaps here in the Sickbay, surrounded by my computers and things familiar. It is what I know, medicine, perhaps the only thing that I can hold onto here but I have yet to let this uncertainty overwhelm me. I am free here but where the shackles have been removed it sometimes feels as though they have been replaced by another sort of restraint, one that cannot be seen or felt tangibly, instead made of regulations and duty. Its not all bad, it would be dishonest to say that I have not found any happiness here, I only hope that I continue to manage myself with dignity... I am in control but that control has not yet been tested. When that time comes we shall see how temporary this position has really been.
Comfortably troubled... Its only logical.
<Sickbay, USS Malinche, Day 1 - 13:15>
Lieutenant... Provisional, Setak - Chief Medical Officer USS Malinche.
Provisional, ergo temporary. After five days aboard this vessel, learning it and it's crew's ways, I am uncertain whether the term is comforting or troubling.
The more familiar I become with these people the more I realize how different from them I must seem, so much so that several of the ships crewmen have expressed concern over having their health in my hands. How can I fault them? The sentiment is not universal however, Doctor Dormand, who seemed distant if not adversarial at first has come to trust me to some extent. Having spent more time with her than any other member of the ships crew I feel that she understands me better on a personal level than anyone else and I have come to understand her. I am more certain than ever that something is troubling her but she has refused to speak of it, often denying that anything is wrong at all. I suppose she thinks that a Vulcan might not be able to recognize the signs of stress, of grief but as others have pointed out; I am no ordinary Vulcan in this place.
Life aboard this vessel is more complex than I could have possibly imagined and yet those who chose to be here seem perfectly content with the intricate systems and protocols that govern every waking moment. They live for it. I feel lost most times, except perhaps here in the Sickbay, surrounded by my computers and things familiar. It is what I know, medicine, perhaps the only thing that I can hold onto here but I have yet to let this uncertainty overwhelm me. I am free here but where the shackles have been removed it sometimes feels as though they have been replaced by another sort of restraint, one that cannot be seen or felt tangibly, instead made of regulations and duty. Its not all bad, it would be dishonest to say that I have not found any happiness here, I only hope that I continue to manage myself with dignity... I am in control but that control has not yet been tested. When that time comes we shall see how temporary this position has really been.
Comfortably troubled... Its only logical.