Yesterday, 09:41 PM
== NRC Cindy Talion, Synthetic ==
The replication of the artificial heart was complete and as it was being brought over to the patient, Cindy raised her hand from her side and aimed a narrow beam scan at it. She gave a satisfied sigh and a silent single nod of approval. It had been constructed as required, using the multi-pass oversampling to be certain of the molecular structure, thus dramatically reducing imperfections and increasing the chances that there would be a good integration. It tended to be flaws and imperfections in the construction of the materials that caused infections and rejection of the devices. This had been fabricated specifically for the patient, using a scan of their DNA so that it would be as compatible as possible. It was true that some people still were unable to have synthetic implants, but since he had all ready shown that he could accept synthetic implants, the odds for this operation to succeed were very high.
There was nothing certain in medicine though. The medical team did everything they could to increase the odds of success, but a great deal still depended on the individual and sometimes a small degree of luck. It was surprisingly hard for Cindy to restrain herself and remain quiet as they worked. She had never simply stood silently by the side during such a moment. She imagined that it must be a bit like how people felt in such moments. You wanted to say or do something to help, but you had to have faith in the skills of other people. Cindy speculated that she might appear nervous to an observer, but she was only concerned for the welfare of the patient. Having heard that they had a partner and children, Cindy realized that there was more at stake than just his life, as he lay there on the operating table.
The replication of the artificial heart was complete and as it was being brought over to the patient, Cindy raised her hand from her side and aimed a narrow beam scan at it. She gave a satisfied sigh and a silent single nod of approval. It had been constructed as required, using the multi-pass oversampling to be certain of the molecular structure, thus dramatically reducing imperfections and increasing the chances that there would be a good integration. It tended to be flaws and imperfections in the construction of the materials that caused infections and rejection of the devices. This had been fabricated specifically for the patient, using a scan of their DNA so that it would be as compatible as possible. It was true that some people still were unable to have synthetic implants, but since he had all ready shown that he could accept synthetic implants, the odds for this operation to succeed were very high.
There was nothing certain in medicine though. The medical team did everything they could to increase the odds of success, but a great deal still depended on the individual and sometimes a small degree of luck. It was surprisingly hard for Cindy to restrain herself and remain quiet as they worked. She had never simply stood silently by the side during such a moment. She imagined that it must be a bit like how people felt in such moments. You wanted to say or do something to help, but you had to have faith in the skills of other people. Cindy speculated that she might appear nervous to an observer, but she was only concerned for the welfare of the patient. Having heard that they had a partner and children, Cindy realized that there was more at stake than just his life, as he lay there on the operating table.