Sick bay

She'll know what to make of the data.

Dr. Muñoz was waiting in the sick bay, sleep-starved.

Why are you looking at me like that? she mumbled.

We described the log, the matching patterns.

You too, Kara.

Sickbay.

Now.

Okay.

I don't mean chemistry as like-

Not Night on Sick Bay chemistry.

Uh, uh ...

Yeah, yeah.

[laughs]

...

Stigma, he shows up for another Travis has gotten injured and needs to be in the sick bay scene.

[laughs]

Emergency lighting flickered overhead, prismed halos bouncing off slick metal.

Sickbay, Mora's face, lined and ashen, wavered into focus above me, hair pasted to her forehead.

Breathe.

Isla, can you hear me? My tongue was numb, mouth crusted with salt, lungs raw with the memory of fog.

Archer goes in to see Phlox.

Yes, it's a good scene with Sickbay, isn't it? I like it.

It's a lovely scene where he's talking to Phlox about what he's doing.

And you can tell Phlox has... he's reticent yeah yes he's reticent about this because he knows some things having done some work um in that field and he goes to give archer his radiation therapy and i do

Nearly all the hammocks were on deck, and mine not yet lashed up, when a kind old sailor, passing that way, heard me crying and approached.

He quickly saw what was the matter, and taking me up in his arms, like one would a baby, carried me into the sick bay, the place set apart on shipboard for the sick.

Returning directly with my hammock, he hung that up, lifted me into it, and bidding me not cry, but be of good cheer, hurried off to his work.

I lay there quite unnoticed until 9:00, when the doctor made his regular round.

There seemed scarcely sufficient life left in my body to suffer.

I said nothing, ate nothing, and drank nothing but water for nine days.

In the meantime, the sick bay was filled with sick men, many of them having upon them loathsome diseases, contracted in their debaucheries on shore.

Several men died.

And we would spend the entire day in that classroom studying.

Studying, learning, and then did a little bit of practical work in the sick bay, which was at that time manned by regular force personnel.

So what was it like being the first group? Did you guys feel like you were breaking ground or you're just like, oh my God, we got to...

It was probably a very difficult course.

Did you come back to Quadra as an OJT? I

did.

So the following year, I was OJT, a member of the staff in the sick bay.

And they, of course, had another.

Well-

... you know, you would let Sickbay know, you know, if there's some visitors around.

But it's not, don't tell anybody

...

Unless-

A Night in Sickbay isn't the-

Unless you're-

... isn't the peak for you? [laughs]

... like, Trials and Tribble-ations, which is one of the greatest Star Trek episodes ever made- [laughs]

Mm-hmm

... alongside something as charming as A Night in Sickbay, we're not really setting it up for success.

I mean, there's a lot to l- like a... not like about it, but there's a lot on paper that I, you, you would've thought I would be down with.

George Ensign's voice bulled through.

Sickbay's empty but warm.

There are machines, cold units on standby, freezers humming with no mains.

How is that possible? He scanned left, Karen leaned in, squinting at the grainy cam feed.