Can we all collectively agree that after USO, we are also going to rest after going through this fucking season.
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Can we all collectively agree that after USO, we are also going to rest after going through this fucking season.
Human What Care?
So from ‘Human’s scare aliens’ tropes with our biology, we expound on our many ticks and nuances on things like scabs and organ transplants. But how would alien species act about how even we don’t fully comprehend our biology. (AKA, shitty Health Care)
We have this notion of ‘normalcy’ that the human body naturally attunes to, and if something is wrong, we know how to fix it. but there is this one post around here on how some women have had worse menstrual cramps than a burst appendix (Best source i could make for the chain afterwards, feel free to check the notes yourselves.) And there’s even one add on where a person had shoulder problems, but the doctors they went to told them they were fine.
Until one doctor laid them down, dislocated their shoulder, popped it back into its socket, and the poster apparently didn’t flinch.
They had gone on with this ‘imaginary’ pain for so long, a physically dislocated shoulder was no big deal.
So imagine having to deal with a race that- if the physical problem isn’t immediately diagnosable- they’ll just keep on going. Oh sure, it’ll be uncomfortable, and they may complain from time to time, but they’ll keep on trucking.
Just imagine this one scenario between two humans of a doctor and patient where the patient complains about some pain between their shoulder blades (Note by other species: this is only terminology, not actual blades). After a battery of tests and sampling, the human doctors just can’t find anything wrong. So Jim (the patient) is told that he’s just getting older and some pain is going to come in time, so take these pills to help dull the sensation.
Then Jim gets transferred to a Silrulian ship. The Silrulian doctor sees on his medical documents that he is taking pills for minor pain between his shoulder blades due to his age. Having known a few humans among Jim’s age and none of them had had anything similar happen, calls Jim in on his first day to get the details.
“Yeah, ‘round a year ago I got this burnin itch ‘tween my blades and it started to hurt after a bit. Nothing to big, but it was also a bit of a pain, so I went to the doc.” Jim explains. “He looked at everything but all that seemed to be wrong was a bit of over working. Few days of rest didn’t help, so we came to that I’m just getting old.”
“Jim, you’re 35, by your human standards you’re about as a prime as your species becomes. Muscle degeneration should not even begin until your sixties. Take me to when you first noticed the pain.” Dr. Xilus asked.
“Well, I was making sure the floor lights and heaters on deck ten were all right, seeing as they couldn’t turn them down, and boy were they right. Had to work with my shirt off as I was under the heater, the dang thing didn’t want to go under 80%, but I got it done. Wiped that oil off and-”
“Oil and heaters?” Dr. Xilus cut in. “Didn’t human ships start using Silrulian oil not to long ago?”
“I think so? I mean, what’s one black goo to another right? Greases all the same.”
Dr. Xilus groaned as he kneaded his brow. “Except Silrulian oil is self sufficiant. You needed a coder, not an engineer.”
“Well hey now, the heaters went down afterward!” Jim defended.
“Yes, because new, proper oil was applied. But the old oil is still running. You haven’t been cold since have you?”
“Now that you mention it, no. Been a right pain in the summer cycle on ship.”
“Probably because while working shirtless, your back came into contact with Silrulian oil that latched into your shoulder blade area and are now so ingrained that we’re going to have to soak you for a week to get it out of your system.” Dr. Xilus sighed. “You’re not old Jim, you’re doctor didn’t know what he was dealing with.”
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