“I’m the MIC-T,” says a technician. “You were real sharp on the hands.”
“Thanks,” says Stone. “Nice to know one hasn’t lost one’s touch. Now, the next step is to find out what makes it grow. We’ll need samples from the Scoop to send through MAXCULT for culture and isolation.”
“Roger, sir,” says the MIC-T, “in work.”
Stone sits down at the computer terminal. The MIC-T begins to manipulate the hands.
“Good God!” says Leavitt, looking at the monitor. The green blob turns purple, and swells.
“It’s growing,” whispers Leavitt. The blob swells yet again.
Back in the patient infirmary, a computer readout says “SUBJECT CODED INFANT << ALL LABORATORY VALUES NORMAL”
A second readout appears:
“SUBJECT CODED >GRAMPS<
1. ACUTE AND CHRONIC BLOOD LOSS
EITOLOGY GASTROINTESTINAL 88<<
BLOOD PH 7.31
“Not so good, “says Hall. “Naturally he has acidosis – – his blood is 9 points off normal.”