Lee wasn't about to stand around and debate the issue, when the Doc had finished attending to Patterson she'd get around to the two of them. Thanks Sport, the quicker this is  done with the sooner I can get back to work Lee declared giving him a earnest smile. Slipping into the examination room she pulled the screen closed and changed into an examining gown, perched on the bed and waited for the Doc.
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Addison shook her head grimly at Colt, then knocked on the screen to let Lee know she was coming in. "Never introduced myself. Addison Connolly." She offered a hand to shake, then got straight to work examining Lee. She was thorough, didn't waste time on pleasantries, and soon gave her a full bill of health. "Get something to eat ASAP. Otherwise, you should be totally fine. Come see me if anything develops."

She checked on Troy again before turning her attention to Colt.

Will do Doc Lee replied waiting for her to leave. Quickly changing into uniform she headed back to check on the diagnostics she'd left running

to Barracks

Colt moved behind the curtain and peeled out of his jump suit. He felt a little ridiculous as he put on the examination gown, chuckling to himself. But then he hopped up on the table and sat with his legs swinging back and forth like a child waiting at the doctor.

When the doctor came in Colt once again mentioned, though in more of a whisper, ""Are you sure that there is nothing I could do for that guy? I could go try and find someone to help you, if there's anyone else on board that could help out down here. Or if he needs more blood, I'm a universal donor." Colt said with a helpful shrug. Other than that, he sat there and let her do her examination. There was a time when he had hated going to the doctor and used to get really anxious about it. Then when he became an adrenaline junkie, the doctor seemed comparatively tame. And of course, when he became an adrenaline junkie he also ended up at the doctor a lot more often.

"That could actually be useful," Addison admitted. She was still leery about the methods used to store blood for so long. "If this transfusion doesn't stabilize him somewhat, I'll give you a call. If fresh blood doesn't work, I'll have to start typing people for a bone marrow transplant."

Colt was glad to hear that he could be of use, though the bone marrow transplant was a little more worrying. "What exactly is involved in a bone marrow transplant?"

"Colt Jordan, by the way." Colt introduced with an outstretched hand. "I'm sure you could hunt me down with the description of 'strikingly handsome man with grey sneakers,' but a name is still probably easier." Colt joked with a smirk.

"Addison Connolly." She took Colt's hand briefly. "A marrow transplant is pretty involved, but not on the donor's end. All the donor has to do is go through a half-hour harvesting session. But being a universal blood donor doesn't make you a universal marrow donor. If you want to be tested and see if you'd match Patterson there, I'll definitely do it, but the chances are pretty slim." It wouldn't be that easy, would it? She'd probably have to test everyone on board, including those still in cryo, to find a match.

She finished up Colt's examination with a basic coordination test, then gave him a smile. "You seem to have come through just fine. Get yourself something to eat soon, it'll make you feel back to normal in no time."

"Harvesting session. That sounds...ummmm...pleasant?" Colt said with a slightly nervous chuckle. "Well sure. Test me. Can't hurt right? I mean, I guess it could. But not that bad right?" Colt asked, still not sure what harvesting meant.

"Glad to hear it. Some chow and some R&R sound like exactly what I need after a century nap." Colt replied with his signature smile.

Addison smiled wryly. "It's done under full sedation, and you get morphine for the rest of the day, so it's not the worst," she confided. "All I need to test you is a quick cheek swab." She got the swab kit, swabbed the inside of Colt's cheek, and her smile turned from wry to real. "Thank you. I mean it. You could be saving a life, if you're a match."

"I'd get morphine for the day? Shit, sign me up even if we're not a match." Colt joked back, now at ease from her smile. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out so that she could swab his cheek, feeling a little awkward making jokes right before she stuck something in his mouth. It felt a little bit like trying to have a conversation with your dentist. "Well, I hope so. He seems like a good guy. Especially since he was willing to take the risk to save all of us, immediately after he woke up. My first thought after waking up was that I needed a shower. If there is something I can do to save him...well I guess I can pat myself on the back and sleep easy." Colt replied, a genuine smile on his face as well.

On the bed just a few meters away Patterson suddenly starts convulsing.
Cramping up completely, he starts shaking violently as he begins to vomit up blood.

Swearing loudly, Addison raced to Troy's side. She had been prepared for vomiting, but convulsions were not common with radiation poisoning. She quickly drew another dose of an antiemetic and a coagulant and slid the needle into the medicine port on his IV. That should control the bleeding and vomiting. She needed a sedative for the convulsions. She scanned the shelves of the medication locker for ativan; once she found it, she administered it in the same manner. Once that was done, she cleaned Troy up as best she could. Silently, she pleaded with the gods for a well trained nurse to wake from cryo soon.

Colt hopped up out of the bed when he saw Addison rush over to the patient. He quickly slipped out of his gown and into the jumpsuit. He threw on his shoes and was zipping up the top half of his suit as he came out from behind the curtain in the examination room.

Colt was quickly at Addison's side, though nimbly staying out of her way and and out of her hair. "Tell me what you need and I'll do it. I'm a quick study." Colt said, wanting to stay close in case something went wrong and she needed his help. She was definitely undermanned and overworked and Troy was in critical condition. He didn't want to cause her more trouble than she already had, but he knew what it was like to need to be in two places at once.

<From Cryo Room>

A little dazed still Miko finally arrived at the med area and entered the office taking a close by seat and waiting for someone to come get her. She shrugged as she leaned back and rested her head on the wall behind her as she hummed and tried to relax herself a bit more waiting on someone to come and help her.

What did Addison need? Good question. She took a breath and thought about the answer. "Grab that green kit, the one on the desk." She needed to get a blood sample and see if Troy had been exposed to anything other than radiation. If he hadn't, there was little she could do for him. The only cause for convulsions after radiation exposure was total organ collapse, and not even she was that brilliant.

Once Colt retrieved the kit, she nodded her thanks. "Now I need you to call the Captain. Tell him I need to talk to him, but can't leave Medical. Tell him it's an emergency."

Before the words had even finished leaving Addison's mouth, the green kit was opened and displayed in front of her. If there was one thing that Colt was, it was quick to react. "On it." Colt affirmed. He hit a button on his comm as he held open the kit, handing her whatever tools or items she needed. When he got a line on the Captain, he said into his comm, "Captain Dorn, this is Colt Jordan down in medical. Doctor Connolly needs you immediately. This is an emergency and she cannot leave her station," Colt said, a surprising amount of authority in his tone for a conversation with the Captain of the ship.

Addison spared half a second to give Colt a smile that might have been dazzling under other circumstances. She appreciated efficiency, not to mention a willingness to take orders with grace, and Colt was demonstrating both.

She plucked a syringe from the kit and used it to draw a blood sample, which she then squirted onto a small strip of paper. If he had been exposed to any of a dozen toxins, it would change color accordingly. If he had been exposed to something else, or was in total system failure, there wasn't much she could do beyond making him comfortable for the duration.

<<<<<<  from Barricks

   reaching the Med  tech.  he slides through the doors Looking around, nodding at those  who are in the area.

  G'day?  Come ta  Check on  Patterson?..he still here?

Sticking his head in Kray immediately notices two people frantically at work on Troy, who is vomiting blood and convulsing severely.

Addison's paper strip does not change color. No known toxins in Patterson's blood.

The captain acknowledges Jordan's message.

Mikoto has a hard time resting with all the panic going on in the main emergency room.

 there is a look of  concern,  he takes a step or two in, He wanted to ask..but this was not the time to distract.

  He looked over at the new  face,..G'day.. you just thaw out?

Mikoto looked at the guy vomiting blood all over the place and gulped, "I guess... I will come back later... I feel totally fine and you seems busy enough with him so I will just let myself go". Bowing she slowly began moving in direction of the main door with a surge of energy suddenly over her, she had to get out of that room she could not get herself sick at least not like him.

Colt lit up at her smile. He let things go to his head pretty easily. However this was quickly shaken by the man vomiting blood and convulsing. He set the kit down, open so that she could access what she needed to access while being out of the way enough that she wouldn't bump into it. "Dorn got the message." Colt affirmed after he received a response from the Captain.

Colt then returned to Troy's side, ready to do anything else Addison needed him to, but on autopilot until given orders. He was making sure that Troy wasn't going to choke on his own bloody vomit and that he wasn't convulsing and spazzing himself out of the bed.

 watching the woman run out the door , he shrugged...He wanted to ask the question, but he didn't want to interupt..or? maybe he just didn't want to hear the answer?

  Waiting a bit, Holding his cap. Feeling a bit helpless while  the other  two worked.

 ...Tell him...Shadow stopped by.....

From: Security Office

   Lt. Maxwell entered the Medical Bay carrying her two samples.  She had seen Lt. Shadow leaving as she approached, but he had turned away from her to walk down the hallway.  That was just as well.  She had business at the medical area and didn't need the distraction.

   The Detective logged herself in at the reception desk and waited for some official sign that she would be allowed access to the back.  She put 'other' in the 'reason for visit' blank.  She wasn't in a hurry.  The Doc was probably as adamant about her procedures being followed as Jen was in the Cop Shop.

Patterson goes suddenly limp under Jordan and Connolly's hands. For a moment they both fear they lost him, but there is still a pulse, though feint at times. Slipping into a coma at least causes the convulsions to stop, and the vomiting of blood to cease.
They both look a bit like they just came from a slaughterhouse, as does the usually pristine white examination room.