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Accessing Personal Medical Records: Video Recordings
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Axton Van Dam sits alone in a examination room, waiting for the doctor.
YO are there any doctors here, damn docs are gonna call me in and not show up on time,were the hell are they.
A young and chipper nurse walks in, an apologetic look on her face. "Sorry, Mr. Van Dam, the doctor is just a bit behind schedule because of our most recent casualty. I can get you started, if you'd like?"
Axton sees the look she is giving him, Axton takes a deep breath and says.Don't worry about it OK and fine we can get started.
The nurse smiles, and takes a seat at a computer. As she brings up Axton's file, she casually says. "I saw your first mission. You handled yourself pretty well, even if you didn't get any action. I heard they even promoted you without even getting a kill. That's impressive."
Yea it was pretty short,and yea i'm a little mad I didn't fire my gun but I got some experience out of it,and i'm not gonna complain about getting a promotion for doing nothing especially since it's the class I wanted.
The nurse nods in agreement. She types for a few more moments, then turns to Axton, saying, "Alright, everything is set up for the doctor, so it should go a bit quicker for you." As if on cue, the doctor walks in. "Thank you Jessica, I'll call you if I need you." The nurse nods, and gives Axton a quick wave before exiting.
The doctor sits at the computer, saying, "I appologize for the delay, Mr. Van Dam," in a rehearsed tone of voice. He lifts a personal recorder, saying, ""Chief Medical Officer Richard Picardo, Project X-COM Medical Staff. July [static], 2015, Two...forty-four p.m. Medical examination of Axton Van Dam, Project X-COM soldier, Rank: Squaddie. Subject is twenty-six years of age, male, and Native American . Mr. Van Dam, do you have any health concerns you would like to note before we begin?"
Axton sees an image of him self next to the doctor.of course doc he is a trigger happy nut.who enjoys killing. Axton says to the doctor,define health concerns.
The doctor shrugs. "Anything you fear will lessen your performance. Sour throat, itchy eyes, sharp pains, depression, schizophrenia, chest pains, etcetera, etcetera. "
No nothing, like that but I do from time to time start to hallucinate.
The doctor raises an eyebrow, saying, "Hallucinate? Would you like to elaborate?
Well, for about a month now iv been seeing another version of my self,and he is very aggressive and dangerous,and this never happen to me before,but I figured out that it came form all the sectoid corpses that we had,it must have mess with my mind a little bit,but i'm better now.
"I...see," the doctor replies, jotting down a note. "So you believe it was all thanks to the alien's psychic influence. Are you positive? Is there any history of schizophrenia or insanity in your family?"
AXton starts to think about his cousin scarlet.
Nope.
"Alright. Just make sure to report this if it comes back. You wouldn't be the first soldier to feel the aliens, even the dead ones, are affecting you." The doctor starts typing on his computer. "Mr. Van Dam, are you currently taking any drugs, medical or recreational?"
No, and I have never experimented with them ether if you were gonna ask that to.
"I was. Do you smoke or drink?"
I quit smoking five years ago,but I drink from time to time,but when I drink I don't drink to the point were i'm shit face,and stumbling every were.
"Don't get shit-faced, I'll make a note of that," the doctor says sarcastically. He hits a few more keys, then walks over to a scale. "Mr. Van Dam, if you'll please step on the scale..."
Do you need me to strip and if so my under wear stays on.
The doctor rolls his eyes. "Mr. Van Dam, I'm a doctor, not a lecherous pervert. Besides, this is just a basic examination, that won't be necessary. But if I could burden you with removing your shoes, I'd be deeply grateful."
Right sorry but I kinda hesitate around people with lab coats,especially after what happen to my friend. Axton takes off his shoes.
The doctor speaks into his recorder as he measures Axton. "Patient is...approximately 200 lbs, and...five foot eight. Body Mass Index is...30.4. Mr. Van Dam, you seem to be in good shape, but keep an eye on you weight. It is a bit high." He motions for Axton to return to the examination table, and reaches for a scope. "So what happened to this friend of yours to make you uncomfortable?"
Axton sits on the table, so what now your gonna check my heart beat or something.
"That's the idea." The doctor uses the scope to examine Axton's eyes, nose, throat, and ears. "However, the main reason I called you in today was for your mental health. I'm a medical doctor, not a shrink, but I'm the closest thing to one on base...unfortunately." He examines Axton's wounds. "You've healed up nicely enough. These injuries seemed self-inflicted, though, and you never gave a decent explanation for where they came from. Do you have one now?"
Axton gives the doc a very angry look,Did Zhang put you up to this,is this his way of trying to get information out of me,since is sorry but couldn't get any info out of me the first time.
The doctor shakes his head in frustration. Raising his voice slightly, he says, "Van Dam, I am a doctor, and it is my job to assure the health, and the safety, of everyone on base. If there is any cause for concern, any reason to believe you lack the mental fortitude for the field, I need to know, especially considering we just lost a man because he panicked. I am not here to hold you back, but quite frankly, there is a distressing amount of self-mutilation going on base."
I'm gonna something my mental state is no bodes concern,I mean hell I joined this project voluntarily,so clearly i'm crazy for joining this project but ,if think i'm gonna go crazy every time we loose a man,then I would have been lost it,so again my mental state is none of your business.
The doctor's voice raises to a yell. "I didn't call you in here to remove you from the field, but if you're going to be difficult..."
The nurse walks into the room, shouting, "Doctor! What did I tell you about yelling at your patients?"
"I don't need you starting with me, too, Jessica. I'm getting enough trouble from him!"
The nurse rolls her eyes and angrily points at a chair by the computer. The doctor sits down and turns towards the computer. The nurse walks up to Axton, sitting in a rolling seat and gently saying, "Mr. Van Dam...Axton. Can I call you Axton?
Axton looks at the nurse,and says.Yes mam you can call me by my first name.
The nurse smiles. "Well, Axton, you can call me Jessie. Now, the doctor is a brilliant man who cares deeply for his patients. But when it comes to relating to them, you'd think he was a machine." The doctor grumbles. The nurse chuckles, adding, "In fact, he once asked a young woman with a fear of men to disrobe without thinking she might have a problem with it. You'd be a surprised how much geniuses can lack common sense."
Yea,he may need to check up one some of his,human manners,and it dosen't help the fact that I don't like doctors.
"I understand," the nurse says, placing her hand on Axton's. "But understand, he is only worried about you in his own weird way. So if you could just assure us that you're okay upstairs, we'd appreciate it. We're just worried you'll hurt yourself again, and that worry comes from not understanding how you hurt yourself in the first place. Do you understand?"
Axton looks down at the grown and releases a big sigh,"OK the yes the wounds on my hand are self inflected wound,and the reason I cut my self was to manly cleans my blood of any evil."
The nurse and doctor exchange a nervous look. "Axton, how often do you need to do this? Is it some kind of ritual?"
Yes it is a ritual but it is rarely done in my family,we only do this if we believe it is serious and it's manly done to make sure we don't lose our selves to our madness,or become murderers.
The doctor speaks up, saying, "And you did this ritual under the belief you were in danger of losing yourself to this madness, but you now believe you were actually being influenced by he aliens. I take it this means you won't be doing this again?" The nurse gives Axton a hopeful look.
Yea I won't be doing this again,now that I no it was the dead aliens that caused me to go insane,Axton returns a hopeful look to the
nurse,and I promise to never lose my self again.
The nurse nods. The doctor types on the computer, saying "Very well, I'll update your mental status on your file to show you are fit for duty. However, I will again ask that you report any problems if your hallucinations return. Agreed?"
Axton sees a wight figure next to the doctor,ou don't worry doc ill make sure my dear husband keep his mind in check,won't I my dear Axton.
Axtons eyes start to wide open and he start to scream out of fear, NO NO NO NO NO NO WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!