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[Wed 4 Aug / 7:26pm] Things have been a lot less hectic around the infirmary without Lotto around to drop things, bump into people and generally create messes all over the place. That being said, though, it’s also much quieter without her here. I don’t think I realize just how much the woman nags me on a day-in-day-out basis about getting out of the office and doing things. Huh, never know what you got until she’s on vacation. Then again, I’m not sure I care to get nagging back. When the hell does she come back from that trip, anyway? Eh, whatever. She’ll report in whenever the hell she turns up. No skin off my back if she’s late for her classes or her evaluation. I’ll just have to evaluate that she didn’t show and have her turn that into her teachers — I imagine they’d just love that. All that being said, though, I do have to return to the ship to do a few evaluations there. Maybe perform a lobotomy on Kirk, he’s not being himself after all. That’s always a bit creepy. [deleted] With any luck I can avoid the Vulcan this time and just talk to Scotty. Oh, and — Helena? You haven’t gotten back to me on when those tickets go on sale. I’m not one to go out all that often but I did say I’d like to attend. So, you let me know asap. Maybe I’ll buy a ticket for— [deleted] lisez tous (12) commentaire

[Sat 22 May / 6:26pm] [ mood | drained ] ( private ) ( private / jim ) I’m going to kick Chapel’s ass if she comes in late tomorrow morning because I sent her back to the ship to get me some supplies. Why does she like the stupid Vulcan, really? Even if he wasn’t all awkwardly ‘dating’ Uhura, I would still find it hard to understand. Must be the ears. Lotto, I need you to come in early tomorrow. No arguments, be there at 11am instead of 2pm. Got it? Good. commentaire

[Mon 17 May / 9:10pm] [ mood | aggravated ] Seems to me that I thought your chart was more than well thickened with all the crap that we’ve done on the Enterprise, even after all the bullshit with Vulcan being destroyed and whatnot. But no, no. You will always find a way to make me have to shove more and more papers into that file of yours, won’t you Captain? I mean, really? Another busted nose? I can’t wait to hear how this one came about. You’re lucky I wasn’t the one here who patched you up because I might have smashed it a little bit more for putting me through this again, and again and… again. Always with the broken noses, always. Shockingly, the allergen season isn’t going too horribly just yet. Note the ‘too’ and the ‘yet’. It’ll come, I’m sure of it — it always does. Because people are God damned retarded when it comes to knowing what the hell to do about a damned stuffy nose. …and before you ask, yes Pearl, I was at the play each night, dear God why? [deleted] lisez tous (38) commentaire

[Sat 8 May / 5:26pm] [ mood | cranky ] …well isn’t this sweet. A whole platter of cupcakes for me, you shouldn’t have Pearl. And you even listened and didn’t put ‘grumpy’ on there, although I’m not too sure that spelling out “Stop being cranky Mr. Bones. (See, not grumpy.)” on 35 cupcakes was really necessary. And just so you know, kid, ‘cranky’ and ‘grumpy’ are on the same damn level, but thanks anyway. Even if these cupcakes are giving me a bit of a lecture, they’re pretty damned delicious, I have to admit. Why do I see Joanna doing something like this for me, too? [deleted] Speaking of lectures, though, I can’t even put into words how much I should kick your ass for using bleach on a wooden counter, Jim — but I suppose it definitely killed the bacteria from the blood flow. Just be more God damned careful for Christ sake, the last thing you want is to give your disease to others in this place. Let me know if the bandage starts to leak by coming to my office. Don’t touch a damn thing either. And with that said, sorry Miss Heartily. Didn’t mean to give you a scare, if we did, involving Pearl. Jim only yelled at her to stay away because it was dangerous for her to get close. If there’s something that Jim can do to make up for it, you let me know and I’ll kick his ass into gear to do that for you. lisez tous (14) commentaire

[Sat 1 May / 10:37pm] [ mood | cranky ] Well, looks like everyone on the ship is alright this go around having headed up there to check ‘em all out, that’s always nice to know. At least they know better than to come into my infirmary and pester the hell out of me, at least some of them — I’m looking at you here, Jim. Got to admit, though, that you never come in and annoy the hell out of me for no reason, at least you either have a broken nose or a black eye from some gal that needs looking at. Never a dull moment with you. Nothing like the idiots that keep coming in and asking me about some flu going around, so, like I’ve told them; I’m telling all of you. No, there is no God damned flu, cold, sneeze, or variation thereof, going around. If I’m right, and I usually am, in this era around this season on Earth, it’s the God damned allergy season. If your nose is stuffy, if your throat is sore, if you’re feeling congested, if your head is heavy, pounding, stuffy or throbbing, if you have a cough… it’s probably allergies. Come in, get allergen or hay fever meds, and get the hell out. Jesus people. lisez tous (12) commentaire

[Thu 15 Apr / 11:50pm] [ mood | cranky ] Seems a bit slow these days, really, and that’s a good thing for me I think. Rather not be full of people who’re sick after all. Of course this means that I’m instead surrounded by incompetent nurses who apparently don’t know how to read where things are meant to be put away on the shelf. What does it take to get someone who knows what the hell they’re doing? Even Lotto can manage to put things away, how much more retarded are you than her if you can’t read? And in fact, if you can’t read, what the hell are you doing as a nurse? Wait — I have the ability to fire people from the infirmary as the head of medical, why the hell am I putting up with this bullshit? I guess that means I have a plan for the ignorant people I’ve got working for me, ha. Might be some openings coming up then, and hopefully they won’t be filled with damned interns. Jim — Spock is trying to get a hold of you and keeps calling me to tell you to go see him. Do it so I don’t have to deal with him, won’t you? lisez tous (87) commentaire

[Thu 8 Apr / 3:40am] [ mood | amused ] Gee, thanks for the gift Miss Fey-Wright, it was real thoughtful. I don’t know how I would have made it through the Easter day without it, even. The amount of people that came in with stomach issues claiming to ‘not know why’ was ridiculous; let me tell you. Not even just from the school here, but the town too. Am I just surrounded by idiots or something? I don’t even think that there were this many people that were dumb enough to not understand what happened on the Klingon planets, I’d like to assume that even the bastard Romulans wouldn’t be that stupid, they are supposed to be all about ‘logic’ after all. Well, sort of. At least I didn’t have to deal with the damn Vulcan over the weekend because I can just picture him trying to figure out what the hell the point of the holiday is. Although to be honest, I think some of us are still trying to work that out, too. But that does remind me that he keeps calling me to get a hold of our dear Captain. And speaking of him, I do have to admit that is the one thing that has been keeping me amused when I’m sick of this damned office. So Jim, how goes the red head issues? lisez tous (26) commentaire

[Sun 4 Apr / 1:49am] [ mood | cranky ] A thought just occurred to me: I forgot how many holidays there are in a year. And all of them I can do without seeing as they’re all rather useless to me, all things considered. I suppose this means that I already know what my plans will be for the “holiday” tomorrow, a lot of nothing to do with chocolates and bunnies and a whole lot to do with working and making sure things are in order. Hell knows I’ll end up with parent by parent bringing in a kid with a stomach ache that can’t move from all the chocolate and crap s/he will have been guzzling and chomping down all day. The easiest cure from all that bullshit would be to just not give the damn brats so much candy. It really isn’t all that hard. Why can’t we just go back to buying new clothes, a car for a boy and a doll for a girl, bubbles and maybe a chocolate rabbit? Certainly give me a damn break with this “holiday” and all that it entails. Bah humbug. lisez tous (23) commentaire

[Mon 22 Mar / 5:08am] [ mood | depressed ] ( private ) What a fucking shitty month. Ship still wrecked, people still injured, nothing working — fantastic. If we could contact Starfleet I like to think that we could get our god damned asses out of here and back into our own time, but that doesn’t seem to be happening. Apparently we need a miracle for communications to come back online. Surprised that the Vulcan can’t work out how to bring it back — or the genius kid, Chekov — whatever the hell his name is. I suppose this means we’re screwed into this primitive era. I’m feeling just peachy about that, I don’t know how the others feel but I think it’s obvious how thrilled I am to be here. Sigh. lisez tous (17) commentaire

[Tue 16 Feb / 9:11pm] [ mood | depressed ] The holiday from Hell seems to have gone by without much of a hitch, thank whatever God’s out there. Got a lot of work done because of that stupid day, I suppose that’s the best thing that came from it, time well spent in my opinion. Funny, how the only person on the ship who didn’t have a full diagnostic and complete chart, was our Captain. I thought there might’ve been more people with incomplete since the first trip out was pretty damned hellish, but no — just Jim. Why am I not surprised? I think I’m going to go back to the infirmary. It’s much better than sitting around my room and staring at four walls. ( private ) commentaire

[Thu 11 Feb / 2:09am] [ mood | cynical ] It just keeps getting closer and closer to that damn day. Bah humbug, I say. Think I’m just going to grab a couple of stacks of files and spend the whole damn time in the office, filing away, reading patients files, making sure everything is up and in order, checking supplies — what better way to spend the day than doing something like that anyway? Speaking of which, I’ve got to head back to the ship and make sure everything is going fine there. I would hate to think that the Vulcan isn’t handling things there properly and besides, there’s not much of a medical team left there anyway. Heck, I’d send nurse Chapel, but I need her here at the school to make sure that the people working for me don’t mess up like the idiots that most of them happen to be. Well, I guess that means I should pack myself a medikit and head on out there. ( private ) commentaire

[Mon 1 Feb / 5:59pm] [ mood | cynical ] Bah. Great… I just looked at my calendar and realized it’s come time for the worst God damned month of the year. A good day just got turned to crap because of this. And here I was going to laugh about Jim failing at flirting with that other combat professor and everything — really that was nice and entertaining Jim. Keep up the good work. I’ll just have to keep myself busy. I’m not interested in thinking about things this month that have nothing to do with making fun of my Captain or to do with the medical area. Speaking of making fun of him, though, I’m wondering what the hell Scotty is going to do with all the copies of the photos I took. Honestly, I’m guessing either dart board or selling them himself to make money. I thought it might even crack a smile in the Vulcan, but that was rather dumb of me. Honestly, that guy needs to frickin’ ease up in my opinion. In my medical opinion at that! Sheeze. lisez tous (12) commentaire

[Tue 26 Jan / 4:10pm] [ mood | annoyed ] Hope you got heels for your dress Jim since you’ll be in need of them for that loss. Remind me to stop in to your classroom to take a photo or two for the guys back on the ship, they’ll get a helluva kick out of it, I’m sure. All but the Vulcan. Haven’t had a good victory like this one in a while, oh by the way — pink is probably your best color Jim-boy, look into that. Speaking of getting a kick out of things, though, nice chat Mister Crowley, really! It was, shall we say, intriguing to hear what you think about me and my attitude, you can definitely bet I’ll be working on my mannerisms toward my able bodied nurses from here on out, I’m a changed man. And if you believe that, then you’re a sad, sad person indeed. I’ll be talking, teaching, telling and treating my nurses how I feel they should be treated. If they can’t walk through the hall without dropping a basin filled with things needed for patients, or just can’t keep a damn grip on their stethoscope, then you can bet I’ll be damn well telling them about it. I would say that I’m sorry your pretty little friend got upset and whiny about it — but I would be lying. If she can’t work under pressure then she’s in the wrong profession. Although that reminds me, whoever the hell keeps sending me kids covered in bruises in the shape of gun handles and barrels, I’m going to find you and kick your damn ass if you don’t teach them a bit of restraint. What the hell kind of kid just beats their classmates with a gun for the hell of it and thinks it’s cool? Damn lucky I don’t stun the hell out of them with my phaser and ask them how they feel after that. Actually now that I think about it, if I get one more student who thinks that ‘pistol whipping’ is fun in my office, I’m going to shoot them with my own gun and see how they like it. Maybe that’ll teach them a lesson. Oh that’s right. Miss uh — Damn it, the hell was that girl’s name again… Grianne. You should probably schedule sometime to come in once a month for a while to check things out and make sure everything is progressing properly. I’d say about until four months in — so maybe in a week or two, you should swing by, when you got the time, ma’am. lisez tous (18) commentaire

[Mon 18 Jan / 9:57pm] [ mood | working ] The supplies have arrived on time, thank God and all seems to be in order with them, too. Thanks again for the timely manner and whatnot of getting them, Miss Douglas. You know after checking you out, Jim, I have to wonder how many other people of the damn crew have incomplete charts. How the hell you ended up allergic to this much God damned stuff is amazing to me, really. What the hell were you growing up in? Dirt covered in dirt laced with dirt with a light sprinkling of dirt on top? Might explain all the pollen, dander, dust, fir trees, mold and I can’t even remember how many more without the chart in front of me. Those don’t even cover your allergies to medicine, foods, cosmetics or animals. Maybe I should look into running a shipwide chart-check. Not sure I want to attempt one for the damn school, although it would be helpful. I’m going to have to go through all the medical records anyway. Why is there always so much damn work to do? I might have to start calling folks into the infirmary just to make sure charts are in order, now that I think about it. Never get a damn break. I need to look into getting better nurses around here, some of them are just sloppy and not up to my [deleted] standards when it comes to practice. I wonder if nurse Chapel would come to help me out from the ship in the school. Hm. lisez tous (22) commentaire

[Mon 11 Jan / 10:21pm] [ mood | grumpy ] Well, now that the damn medical ward is cleaned up well enough, I can get onto talking to that gal, hrm, Miss Douglas — was it? About the supplies the place will be in need of. There wasn’t as much as I thought there might be lacking in the place, just that it was a damn hell hole. We did lose most if not all the needles and syringes in the mess though. Don’t these people get that things like that have to be clean in order to use them!? Well, this is what we need, anyway; that I can’t buy at a damn grocery store anyway. Like, cotton balls maybe. • Textured Powder-Free Latex Exam Gloves — Size Large, 100 count boxes, as many as possible. • Multi-Dose Vial Access Spikes for the Drip Bags — 50 count boxes, as many as possible. • Blood Collection Devices — 100 count boxes, as many as possible. • Insulin Syringe — 100 count boxes, 10 boxes. • Hypodermic Needle — 100 count boxes, 20 boxes. Damned caveman medical system this place has. Lucky I know what the hell to do with this old material. [deleted] Going to have to bring some things from the ship, too. I’m sure that the Tricorders and hyposprays will work on the people here, then again why bother with the nee — no, I’d rather not the idiots I’ll work with using Federation medical supplies. [deleted] …I wonder how many people would be alright with the use of laser scalpels? Or Tri-Laser connectors… hn, what do I care. They’ll not have a choice by the time they’re under sedation. Either way, I think the medical ward is at least able to have people walk through it now, so I’m pleased. And Jim — thanks so much for the help. Lucky I’m not a girl, because something tells me that I would be slapping the hell out of your cheek for standing me up that night and before you bring up an excuse, I don’t want to hear about it or who she was. I will say this though; skipping out on your duties isn’t going to reflect well on you for your crew to see. lisez tous (36) commentaire

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