Tinny looked somewhat pleased for a robot.. not saying I told you so like a good companion it was listening in the background recording his medical data as it was the source of Jims records and data.
Jim himself looked like doc pronounced he would need to be a cybernetic head on a plate.
"Thats gonna be months.." painfully commented.
The last ejection was cause of a mercenary group known as the Reavers... The merc actually gave him time to get into the pod.. a rare.. nicety in space. But it was oddly symbolic..Jim figured that it meant that the universe only had so many free passes left for him.
" I had planned.. on the worst of it.. taking months.. before coming here.. The only thing not taken care of was the Estium medical cruiser and her being constructed so I guess the business there is concluded. Tinny here has my own A.I. subroutines... and can give me updates.. run errands.. tell my.. wife where I am..." he sighed.. thinking.
He figured hed be getting a lot of reading done. then he took a good look at his back scans. Doc was right.. the lower back looked almost fused and even he would possible prescribe a prosthetic... but in someone his age probably wouldn't get any real use out of titanium spine segments.
"The vertibre looks impacted even... You use nanites for that? or some Holiday magic remedy you keep to yourself out here?" he hoped... for the magic cure silently..
"Doc, anywhere else? this would take 6 months, I should know i worked enough severe cases... keeping them engaged daily instead of losing their minds... So im hoping... I dont lose it.. "
