Title: “Diagnosis” a Broca Divide Episode Addition
Category: POV episode addition vignette
Spoilers: Broca Divide
Sequel/Series Info: none
CONTENT LEVEL: C
Content Warnings: While Jack is not in this story - it is essentially about him from Janet's POV
Summary: Janet's thoughts on our favourite Colonel after the events in Broca Divide
Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of Showtime/Viacom, MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko Productions. This story has been written for entertainment purposes only and no money whatsoever has exchanged hands. No copyright infringement is intended. All original characters are my own - yada yada yada - In other words - I don't own these guys. I never will....I just like to play with them now and then.
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Author's Note: Please see end of story - to say it here would give too
Dr. Janet Fraiser was writing up her medical reports on a particularly disturbing incident. It had been a close one - too close for comfort. SG1 had accidentally carried a 'viral parasite' home through the stargate from P3X-797. And now Janet was stuck in the reality that an SG team might bring back a plague that could wipe out half the population - it brought a chill to her heart.
It was hard to boil the whole incident down to a few sentences, and Janet gave what was to be inscribed very serious thought. It could have been luck that they had come to the realization that histamines were necessary to the "parasitical virus', but truthfully, she believed that it was good doctoring and scientific elimination that caused the break-through. Still, this had been a wake-up call, and Janet was thinking of how much worse the end result could have been.
Fraiser sat back in her chair as she considered the ramifications of this incident. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that the potential benefits the stargate had to offer far out-weighed the risks. However, Janet would put in her report that SGC personnel all needed to be inoculated for what were now considered 'dead' diseases on earth. A transplanted medieval population could still be carriers for small pox, or the pneumonic plague. Janet decided that a new protocol for the infirmary was the routine screening of blood for bacteria and viruses upon return through the stargate for all personnel. She also thought it would be wise to prohibit teams from leaving the base until that screening was complete. It was frightening what the consequences would have been had the virus left the base. Janet would also advocate that serums or anti-virals effective against rare diseases be kept on hand.
Janet began to think about the personnel involved in the epidemic. It had been hard to see the always-dignified George Hammond broken down. It was even more difficult to have to restrain her friend, Samantha Carter. Sam was always so proud of her ability to be in control in any situation.
The person who had surprised her the most was Colonel Jack O'Neill. Janet was used to the persona he presented to the world - the easily distractible, Joe-ordinary military man. To say that he impressed her during this latest incident would be an understatement. While others had given in to the dark wild side of their nature, the Colonel had struggled to stay as close to sanity as he could. When O'Neill had realized that the sedatives had allowed him a semblance of control, the Colonel had insisted that he be given more, no matter the dangers to his physiology. His willingness to sacrifice his own health for the good of those around him gave Janet more of an understanding about Colonel O'Neill's character than he could have guessed. There was an underlying honour and dedication to his job that was central to his nature. He was brave and courageous, and obviously cared more for his people than himself.
The thing that impressed Janet the most, though, was his ability to stay 'focused'. This did not fit the profile of the man she had come to know, or maybe the profile was just the man that he wanted them all to know. Janet had noticed Jack's easy ability to become bored, his distractible and distracting behavior when dealing with scientific techno-babble, his constant need to touch things or to move - fingers, legs, whatever. It was almost as if that movement helped him to focus his thoughts. Fraiser's eyes opened wide for a second. An idea flashed through her head. 'Could this be possible? Would it not have been diagnosed earlier? Yet, still.' She ran through the symptoms in her mind.
* The need to be doing something with his hands; even during apparently inappropriate situations, like briefings.
* The easily distractible mind, but at the same time - the ability to have extreme focus when necessary.
* The way his eyes glazed over with too much techno-babble, but at the same time - the ability to understand what the techno-babble meant.
* The ability to focus on the big picture, and do what it took to get there.
Was it possible that Jack O'Neill was an adult who had developed coping mechanisms to function with Attention Deficit Disorder?
Fraiser decided to examine this man more carefully. Colonel O'Neill's jacket provided some
insight. The details of his
"stay" behind the lines in
Janet could see that this bore some more thinking, perhaps even diagnosing, but knew that putting that diagnosis in his medical jacket would remove him from a front-line command. People had such a negative view of ADD, and most didn't understand the syndrome had a positive side, including the ability to have extreme focus when the situation merited it. Thomas Edison and Albert Einstein would not have been the men they were without this 'disorder'.
Fraiser decided to keep the possibility in mind, but not in writing, and observe the Colonel closely. If there seemed a possibility of risk for him or others, she would deal with it then. Right now all that Janet had observed was a self-disciplined military man with more than usual nervous energy and a child-like enthusiasm for handling 'doohickeys'. She sat back remembering that moment in the isolation room when his eyes caught hers, the very edge of sanity - yet the recognition of her place in his life as a healer, and as a friend. This was a man worthy of her respect, and by God, he had it!
Author's Notes: I should explain that my husband had
undiagnosed ADD which we discovered in his late 30's. The coping mechanisms he uses are the same
ones I observe in Jack on the show.