I have returned from maternity leave a few days ago. Captain Taylor and I welcomed a new cadet into our family on the 17th of August. Alice Amanda Taylor was 7 lbs 12oz. And 19 inches – came into this world kicking and screaming and hasn’t stopped since.
I find Sickbay in surprisingly good shape and we’ll stocked. Nurse Tribble said she was “just doing my job”. After I get caught up with patient files and reports I will definitely investigate this claim… especially since, among the reports I found that our Nurse T had completed all courses and tests to become a nurse practitioner. All that’s left is a 120 hours of supervised practice. Well, I suppose I can grit my teeth and bear it. I could, after all, use the help.
Chief Medical Officer’s log, supplemental
I walked in on Nurse Tribble wrangling a large, malodorous beast from the nurse’s lounge back into the lab… After having some severe words and issuing serious threats, I got her to confess that it was one of her continued experiments on fungi that… “got a little out of control” and had “a little stroll around the ship”. “He’s really just a harmless, fuzzy, perhaps a little too ambulatory, and overgrown mold…” After some more discouraging words and extra duty assignments she promised she would take better care to keep her experiments contained. I’m the last person to dissuade scientific research, but this is a starship, Not the Island of Dr. Moreau!
Commander Dora Taylor, Chief Medical Officer