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"It's my job, Admiral," she replied, "But you're
welcome." She assumed he would go back to sleep, but she set up the
terminal near him for entertainment so he could read a book, watch a vid, or
listen to music... but she took care to install a medical restriction on
all Starfleet and news channels, including the encoded ones - she
didn't want him sneaking around doing WORK behind her back. "I'm
leaving a non-restricted communication channel open for your use," she told him,
"You can contact the rest of the brass or your family to let them know you're
all right, but since you won't be able to scramble the channel, you won't be
able to talk about anything that's been going on. REST, Garibaldi.
You're fresh out of surgery and you still have kidney problems. Now I'll
be outside, checking on my sister, but nurses will be in and out. If
any of them catch you straining yourself, you're going to find yourself in the
medical equivalent of solitary confinement. You know how to get a hold of
us if you need anything."
>"Yes, mother...", he replied
sarcastically.
She gave him a Look that spoke volumes, then
wheeled herself out of the room to give him some quiet. Once every few
minutes a nurse came in to check on him.
(response or actions if any.)
-S
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