Space Sickness....or Something.
16 Mar 2018Scubadog
How in three hells does this happen? Four days ago I set down on a particularly interesting moon, spent a few hours in the SRV picking up some materials and crashed pretty hard that night. Hours later I woke up in a full-on sweat, eyes redder than the star in this system, and I couldn't keep anything down. So, as miserable as I was, I launched and looked at my system scans for a planet with close to 1g and put The Ceti Azeria down on it. Not the smoothest of landings, admittedly. I can't believe I'm still sick! What is going on? I've not run across anything but lifeless rocks since I left Hillary Depot, so what could I possibly have contracted?I've done a complete microbe scan, bow to stern, and found nothing. Not in the most humid parts of the ship, not in any of the food dispensaries, nowhere. I take all the necessary meds for deep space travel and, over generations, humans already have built up a pretty healthy array of natural defenses. So, what the actual? I've done everything I can do, except continue to let this run its course. I hope it's not fatal. Sometimes it sure feels like it could be. Other times, not much more than a cold.
So, here I sit. I don't feel well enough to take a chance on making a bad decisions while jumping, much less landing. This is all just making me angry. I'm so close to my destination, but I don't dare make a move that could spell the end of my ship. Or me.