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[Infirmary] The Science of Uncertainty

82nd Trial of Ymiden
718th Arc

Virikai had been working his shift at the Viden Infirmary for over nine breaks already, he was supposed to have been on his way some time ago now, but it seemed that everyone and their brother had become sick as of late. Outwardly, he told all of his colleagues that he did not mind. It was what they wanted - needed to hear. There were other qualified doctors present, of course, and Virikai was by no means the most knowledgeable or experienced… but with a Diploma under his belt, Virikai was now thought of as something of an expert in his own field, and that made him more and more valuable to the Infirmary. He found himself spending more and more time in the upper, public sections of Viden’s Infirmary, rather than down within the deep corridors of his first post: the Facility for Retrospective Analysis.

Of course, he enjoyed the work… not so much the helping of other people, but the challenge they presented: the puzzle, the mystery. No two days were the same, just like his patients weren’t the same. In some ways, working with the sick and infirm was more preferable to working with the test subjects below. However, some of the citizens of Viden had a sense of entitlement, a way of talking down to those trying to provide them care.

He also enjoyed knowing that the public was seeing him in this way, getting his hands dirty in a way his father never would. It endeared them to him. They also respected him all the more for it: here he was, Lord Virikai Talius, contributing to society in multiple productive ways. He was clearly educated too, and his ego swelled with each respectful “yes, Doctor” directed at him.

What he did not enjoy included the stern old matron in charge of this ward, a human woman well past her prime named Ethel, bustling around giving commands to the others. It especially grated on the lordling when she was telling Virikai that he was doing something wrong. Ethel was a great mentor, and everyone looked up to her, always ready and willing to learn whatever the woman threw their way. But she was not a a trained physician, she was a matron, and she did not know how to do Virikai’s job better than he did.

Virikai looked over at his previous patient, checking to see if he was done retching the contents in his belly yet. The poor man was a sailor on one of the merchant ships docked into port this season, and had been out drinking with his crew-mates into the small morning breaks, and seemed to have upset one of his fellow crew members and found himself bruised up and hung over. Unfortunately he was paying for all the consumption of that alcohol he consumed. There wasn’t much that could be done for the hangover, really, save hydrating him.
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You are aware that consuming alcohol to excess is illegal in this city?” The neurologist asked tonelessly as he hooked a bag up to the railing above the patient’s bed before turning to the intravenous needle. He held it up close to his eyes, checking its integrity before lifting the man’s arm. “I would be well within my rights to refuse you care. Resources are not limitless and my time is valuable.

He had the option to provide pain relief, which would alleviate the headache of the man’s hangover, and medication to help with the vomiting, but Virikai had decided to allow the man to suffer. He had to make sure he kept plenty of water in his system though. Most people assumed that water makes one more drunk, but in reality it hydrates your dehydrated body, which sort of shocks your system. Alcohol dehydrates you, and of course so does vomiting. “Yes, Sir,” the sailor murmured, wincing as Virikai pushed the needle into his arm. “It won’t happen again, Sir.

See that it doesn’t.” Virikai left the man to his vomiting and walked down the hall to find the Head Matron, Ethel, to see what else he could do to help. Virikai planned on being in the Infirmary late into the evening, though he could think of hundreds of other things he’d rather be doing. Physicians and Matrons worked long hard trials, something Virikai had only experienced a couple of times. The Facility for Retrospective Analysis operated much more sociable hours (at least for the Researchers, if not for the Handlers). He needed to experience more of these long trials.

The Matron handed Kai a list of people to be seen, as well as things to be cleaned. Virikai examined the list, eyebrows raised. “You have other support workers for the cleaning duties around the ward, Matron,” the lordling said sharply, making his position clear to the elderly woman. Once, even mere seasons ago, he was part of the lower academic circles, those who were training, who knew little. Now, he had been working in the medical field for a number of arcs. He was no novice worker.

With the pair of them mutually deciding that Virikai would not go about completing such drudge work, the physician was about to go to one of the patients when a clatter reverberated through the corridor. Both turned to find the source of the noise. He heard Matron Ethel’s shocked and rather startled gasp from behind him, but he ignored it. There, on the floor, lay a young girl, convulsing.
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Virikai wasted no time in wondering what was going on, it was obvious by the hue of the girl’s skin, and the flushed face that she was sick. No one else was moving, “Move everything out of the way!” Virikai called down the corridor as he pushed the list back into Ethel’s hands and ran over to the convulsing girl. Dropping to his knees, he interlocked his fingers and placed them under the girl’s head, gritting his teeth as the full force of her skull jarred against his knuckles. “Clear the corridor, Matron,” he ordered, only just loud enough to be heard above the whispers around him, “Now.

Little was known about the brain when someone was having a fit, convulsive or otherwise. But they knew a fair amount about the unconscious, unresponsive mind. Hearing was the last sense to leave a person as they fell into unconsciousness, and the first to return upon returning to consciousness. One thing they did know - either from personal experience or from patient reports after the fact - was that there was a chance the girl could still hear everything going on around her.

As the Matron did as requested, Virikai focused solely on the patient on the floor. He kept up a constant muttered rambling: inconsequential nothings that were intended only to keep the girl calm if she could hear him. All the while he spoke, he took in what he could about her. Her gown indicated that she was a patient, probably of this ward. He wondered why she was here - if this was a new symptom or an old one. If old, why hadn’t he been asked to be her primary physician?

Eventually, after what felt like breaks but, according to the Matron who had had the wits to keep a count, had only been two bits, the girl stopped fitting. It was not surprising that she did not wake up, the neurologist knew. Her brain had just got through some form of overload and needed to… reboot, for lack of a better term. “You two,” he called over a pair of orderlies who were hovering nearby, “Take the patient back to her bed.” They lifted her carefully, and the lordling rose gracefully to his feet. Clenching his fists a few times to relieve the ache, he followed behind.

Once place back on her bead he dismissed the orderlies and sent the Matron to fetch a female assistant before regaining control of the ward. The lordling felt the young woman’s forehead with the back of his hand; it was very hot and clammy from sweat. Next came checking the pulse. He wrapped his fingers gently around the wrist and felt for the beat of the girl’s heart. It was faint, but it was there, and within normal limits, all things considered.

He sighed and stepped away from the bed, satisfied that the patient was in no immediate danger. “My Lord? The Matron sent me, may I be of any assistance to you?” Virikai glanced up and stared at the nurse for a moment before stepping away from the bed. “Summon me when she wakes, or if anything changes with her condition,” the physician instructed quietly as he made his way to the door. Then he paused and turned on his heal, “And speak to her. About anything. Anything to keep her calm.

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The Science of Uncertainty




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Points awarded: 10

Knowledge:

Leadership: Taking Control of An Incident
Leadership: Physicians Have Respect
Medicine: Convulsive Seizures
Medicine: Neurology: Effects of Alcohol
Medicine: Neurology: Hearing is First Sense to Leave and Return
Politics: Importance of Contributing to Society

Non-Skill:

Viden: Alcohol Prohibition


Magic: N/A

Fame: +10 Well look at you taking control when sh*t hits the fan. Many will talk how the young lordling remained calm and handled the situation gracefully while good ole' Ethel was loss for words..and action.

Notes: This was a good read. I dont know much about Viden politics but this was a little insight into how being the son of nobility doesnt always warrent you special treatment, and people notice when your not a spoiled rich kid. I this thread overall and look forward to what else this lordship gets into.


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