posted on Mar, 6 2004 @ 05:10 PM
Running out of the elevator I headed along the corridors and straight into the infirmary’s Trauma Room. About ten minutes ago I received a phone call
from General Hammond explaining that SG1 had retrieved
the Colonel from the System Lord Ma’at and were on their way back from his palace under heavy fire from his Jaffa.
He was in pretty bad shape and had collapsed due to exhaustion, Carter, Teal’c and Daniel were carrying him back via stretcher, supplied by the EMTs
that met them at the Stargate. They were carting him down to the infirmary as we spoke, and I was get onto patching him up in a hurry.
I grabbed a pair of gloves and my stethoscope and i half way between gasped and cried out at the sight of him lying there, already attached to IV's
and vitals monitors as they wheeled him in. While I checked his breathing and other vitals out manually, the
nurses drew the blood I requested and had them sent to the labs immediately. Removing some of the grime from his face, I noticed he had begun to wake
up, I smiled as he opened his eyes.
Ordering some medication to be started into his drips, I looked back and began to clean him up, wiping away soot and cutting off his burnt clothes.
Looking at the Colonel, I was surprised when he grabbed my hand and gestured towards his face, I smiled and removed the oxygen mask and put on a nose
tube instead so he could speak.
“Hey Sir, glad to see you made it back in one piece again!”
He shook his head and pointed to his temple.
“What’s wrong? Headache?” I inquired.
He shook his head and groaned in pain, I brushed his forehead with my hand and his expression eased slightly at the feel of the cool water.
“Sir, I know you are very tired and pretty sore, but if you could tell me what is wrong? Then I will be able to help you quicker!”
He took a deep breath and swallowed hard.
“No..Snake!!” he croaked.
Realising what he was saying, I gasped and turned to Brian, one of the nurses.
“Get me and ECG and an EKG Stat!” I ordered.
Looking back down I grimaced and cleaned the hand wound and dressed it up, making sure the IV wire wasn’t dislodged.
“What happened? Was it removed?”
He shook his head and winced at the slight sting on the needle going into his arm to draw more blood out. Handing them to the lab tech, I pulled the
needle out and closed the wound.
“Doctor Jackson, his EKG and ECG is slightly irregular, about three points out his limit. Also, there is only one of them!”
Looking at the monitor and then back at O’Neill, I sighed and noted that he had fallen asleep.
“Okay, lets get him cleaned up and comfortable in the infirmary, keep an eye on his vitals every 30 minutes. Keep the oxygen and fluids going for
another 12hrs and then do another set of bloods. After that, call the labs and tell them to add a FBC, WCC and
Naquida Protein check.”
The other nurses nodded and we got O’Neill settled and comfortable, I grabbed my folders and headed to call the General.
About and hour later I was sitting beside the Colonel's bed finishing off his chart updates, when Brian came over holding the results of his tests.
Passing them to me, he headed through to the trauma room to help out
the rest of the medical personnel with their other duties. Reading the blood results, I gasped at the anemic levels and was glad that the EMTs had
acted quickly in giving him vitamins and supplements to
aid him. I would have to send them a thank you note or something. His levels had stabalised slightly with the push of drugs and fluids into him, but
it would be awhile before he would be fully recovered. His EKG and ECG hadn’t fully returned to normal yet, which told me his capture and ordeal had
been very traumatic at the least.
“Royan!” came a voice from the doorway
Spinning around I saw Janet in the doorway and I smiled, grabbing my charts as I headed over and handed them to her.
“When did they get back?” she inquired as she read.
“About two hours ago, when you were on duty in the academy hospital.”
She skimmed through the results and looked at me, I knew the question she was going to ask so I just stated the obvious.
“We ran the tests three times to make sure, there is no symbiote there, I'm positive. A very small trace of Naquida but was found, but that's it. He
came in unconscious, severely dehydrated and anemic. Everything was treated and we are keeping his fluids and oxygen therapy up for another 12hrs or
“What about the X-Rays and MRI results?” she inquired.
“We havent done them yet. We wanted to make sure he was awake so he didn't freak out and hurt himself. I feel safer doing it that way, less
She nodded and handed back the folder, grabbing her Bergen and other bags. She turned to the door and then looked back.
“Contact me if anything happens, OK? I'm covering the Alpha Site for a couple of days!”
Nodding to her, agreed and she headed off down the corridor. I headed back to my vigil beside O’Neill’s bed.