The next day, Dr. Cythia’s Pedia and Oby-gyn department was particularly busy. Fortunately, she had her assistant, Nurse Lea, a baby-faced 30-year-old who was also training to do her job for some basic cases.
She was a new addition from Shrao nee Vismont Village as one of the slaves bought over by Alterra. She was now working hard in order to gain her freedom. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Fortunately, the territory only took a portion of her salary. That, along with the low cost of living in Alterra, allowed her to live a comfortable life that made up for the suffering she went through during the past few months.
She was still unable to afford a Resident status, and she was still a slave in name, but she had never been so free since the disasters happened.
Anyway, at this time, she eagerly watched as the doctor handled a patient quite well-known in the territory. It was no other than the beautiful researcher Winona and her husband, the "Red Sun" Ansel.
"Alright, Winona, how have you been feeling?" Dr. Cyntha asked the blonde, who was holding onto one of her husband’s hands.
Ansel’s other arm wrapped around her shoulder as if enveloping her for her comfort, while she would unconsciously rest her head on him whenever she needed to.
"It’s okay," Winona said. "Just a bit tired and nauseous sometimes."
Dr. Cynthia nodded, noting down the symptoms on her patient record. "Have you been experiencing pain or discomfort?"
Winona shook her head. "Just some cramping here and there."
At this, Ansel massaged her palm as if by habit—massaging some pressure points to relieve tension. Dr. Cynthia and Lea couldn’t help but smile.
"Alright, let me do a physical exam," she said and Winona stood up to lay down on the comfy bed.
She stepped closer to Winona, palpating her abdomen gently with her hand, and feeling for any abnormalities. Winona was a bit tense, but she quickly relaxed when Ansel’s hand took hers, providing warmth and comfort.
They might argue a lot, but Ansel still knew how to lessen her anxiety.
"Everything seems normal here," she said. "Now, for a pelvic exam." Cynthia looked at the couple. "Did you bring Sheila’s notes?"
They nodded, handing her a piece of paper with Sheila’s stamp.
Since there was no ultrasound yet, there would be two days a week wherein Sheila was assigned to provide some ’ultrasound’ for them. It wasn’t detailed and Sheila wasn’t a good artist, but they could take what they could get.
Of course, the Research Center’s Medical Team also made sure that doing so was safe for the baby. They did this by creating some dummy babies (made as accurately as possible with the synthetic materials they had available). Using Sheila’s skill on it, they determined that no damage had been done.
The doctor looked at the stamped paper, reading the findings. It had a little doodle, though it was comprised mostly of notes.
Approximately 5 weeks in gestation. The embryo is small but distinct with a developing heartbeat. The gestational sac is visible and the yolk sac is effectively providing the initial nourishment.
Heart rate detected is approximately 110 beats per minute. Within normal range for this early age.
Uterine Condition: No abnormalities or signs of complications are observed.
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