The human race has only recently been allowed into the Alliance, and people are just getting used to their odd ways. And, ah, the poor medics, they are convinced and worried as they are dealing with a human with very strange symptoms, until another human teaches them about Hangovers. -- Lessons
From The Care and Maintenance of a Ship's Human, the collaborative infonet community: "Humans, especially Humans from their sovereign territories, are known to imbibe toxins for fun. They enjoy the sensory effects and are willing to pay with the deleterious ones."
Human Kieth had reported in as 'sick' and was not inclined to voluntarily visit the medical bay. His companion Human, Gio relayed the news with a pained expression on her face.
"He tied one on, last night," she said. "Let him suffer. Maybe he'll learn something this time." And with that enigmatic utterance, she returned to work.
Medik Tiiu did not wish to leave a patient to suffer. Deathworlders may have their customs, but ze had a sacred duty to maintain the health and wellbeing of hir patients[1].
The Humans' habitat was dark and ominously silent. Tiiu activated the infra-red visual augmentation to find the Human before he could theoretically pounce.
He was not in pouncing condition.
He was, in fact, bundled up in his sleep nook and moaning. Scanners read dehydration as one of the key medical crises. Nothing that one of the Humans rehydration formulas could not fix. In fact, there were a couple of bottles within Human Kieth's easy reach. Two partially full and one empty.
Scanners also indicated lingering traces of alcohol in his system.
He did not have anything tied to him. "Human Kieth? How may I assist in your recovery?"
"Mmmnnnrrrgh... [FORNICATE] off..." One arm emerged from the bundle to make a swatting motion. "Le'me alone..."
Medik Tiiu temporarily retreated to the hallway to consult the infonets. Human Gio's announcement that it was "just a hangover" was uninformative to anyone else but Humans.
Medik Tiiu, like so many Galactics, learned a lot about Humanity's historical relationship with mind-altering poisons and the recreational use therof. No wonder these Humans were classified as crazy.
[1] So, the exact opposite of the current medical industry.
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