[Brainy rushes around the room, yanking open drawers and tossing supplies onto trays, with the nurses watching him mystified at him suddenly taking over the Infirmary.]
[One of them starts to say, "Dr Glotfelty -"]
Dr. Glotfelty is apparently ignoring her summons here. And the rig's administration refuses to recognize Nurse K's education as a physician because - shocker of shockers - she wasn't able to pull scores from her recently finished board exam in the sprocking apocalypse.
["Well, I mean, she doesn't know if she passed and will never know -"]
I do, because unlike most of the staff here, she actually knows what she's talking about.
["But how do you know anything about human medicine? You're not even hu -"]
I passed my Xenobioligical Medicine board with a perfect score when I was nine. ["Nine?"] I chose to forgo undertaking a residency because I was more interested in physics and engineering but I was legally considered a physician.
["But without a residency -"]
Without a residency, I've still forgotten more medical knowledge than Glotfelty has learned over her entire medical career and as general habit, I don't forget things.
Now move!
[He shoves past the protesting nurse. Other nurses, however, are not protesting, they can be seen shrugging and basically going 'At least someone is taking charge' and start helping him prep the Infirmary for a mass triage. Special K especially beams at Brainy's protestation she's a better doctor.]
Gods forbid you decide to invent time travel instead of wasting your time in a profession that's mind-numbingly tedious because they've already cured almost every disease -
[He stops huffing out whatever complaint he was making, picking up an entire basket of supplies and carrying them over to the trays.]
I'll inform the staff of Rogue's power. If they're not wearing gloves as due course I'm going to do things that cause me to accrue even more involuntary electroshock therapy.
[Like really, come on. That's not sterile.]
The area where the dart hit would be heavily swollen if it was a hemotoxin or cytotoxin, as the blood clotting issues or necrosis would be worst at the wound site. They also typically work a little more slowly. If she's already having difficulty breathing, it's likely a neurotoxin, affecting the nerves of her diaphragm and lungs.
Depending on its potency and whether or not it's excitotoxic to the brain, we may get lucky and only have to keep her on a ventilator until the toxin is metabolized. If it is excitotoxic, we'll know from the scans and there may be ways to counter that pharmaceutically.
Unlike Glotfelty, the surgeons here are moderately competent. If I can get her intubated, stabilized, and into the surgical suite, they can handle the bullet wound and other injuries.
Re: video
[One of them starts to say, "Dr Glotfelty -"]
Dr. Glotfelty is apparently ignoring her summons here. And the rig's administration refuses to recognize Nurse K's education as a physician because - shocker of shockers - she wasn't able to pull scores from her recently finished board exam in the sprocking apocalypse.
["Well, I mean, she doesn't know if she passed and will never know -"]
I do, because unlike most of the staff here, she actually knows what she's talking about.
["But how do you know anything about human medicine? You're not even hu -"]
I passed my Xenobioligical Medicine board with a perfect score when I was nine. ["Nine?"] I chose to forgo undertaking a residency because I was more interested in physics and engineering but I was legally considered a physician.
["But without a residency -"]
Without a residency, I've still forgotten more medical knowledge than Glotfelty has learned over her entire medical career and as general habit, I don't forget things.
Now move!
[He shoves past the protesting nurse. Other nurses, however, are not protesting, they can be seen shrugging and basically going 'At least someone is taking charge' and start helping him prep the Infirmary for a mass triage. Special K especially beams at Brainy's protestation she's a better doctor.]
Gods forbid you decide to invent time travel instead of wasting your time in a profession that's mind-numbingly tedious because they've already cured almost every disease -
[He stops huffing out whatever complaint he was making, picking up an entire basket of supplies and carrying them over to the trays.]
I'll inform the staff of Rogue's power. If they're not wearing gloves as due course I'm going to do things that cause me to accrue even more involuntary electroshock therapy.
[Like really, come on. That's not sterile.]
The area where the dart hit would be heavily swollen if it was a hemotoxin or cytotoxin, as the blood clotting issues or necrosis would be worst at the wound site. They also typically work a little more slowly. If she's already having difficulty breathing, it's likely a neurotoxin, affecting the nerves of her diaphragm and lungs.
Depending on its potency and whether or not it's excitotoxic to the brain, we may get lucky and only have to keep her on a ventilator until the toxin is metabolized. If it is excitotoxic, we'll know from the scans and there may be ways to counter that pharmaceutically.
Unlike Glotfelty, the surgeons here are moderately competent. If I can get her intubated, stabilized, and into the surgical suite, they can handle the bullet wound and other injuries.