Zero Gravity Medical Disaster

Dr Keto, having returned to the medibay after failing to find
Shakespeare or Coffey, was now glaring at Wildflower and the Big Pink
Tree, who were having a game of Scrabble in the corner of the medibay.
"Haven't you got anything better to do?" he snapped eventually.
Wildflower, not looking up, shook her head.
"No," she replied, "I've got to stay here until I'm cured."
"But the glow is gone!" said Keto, "Your appendix has been removed,
albeit slightly drastically. You're normal!"
"I have a cough."
"It was a hiccup."
"It was a cough, and I have a headache."
"I know how you feel," muttered Keto, and turned back to
cataloguing his ointments.
Suddenly, an announcement blared out through the ship's systems.
"Attention! All gravity will be deactivated..."
Keto listened with an expression of slowly dawning horror as he
looked around the medibay. His glance took in the endless rows of
ointments, of glass vials, of flask stoppers, and of Scrabble.
"WATCH OUT!" he yelled as the message ended with the
traditional 'bing bong' sound, and the gravity cut off.
Ironically, things would probably have been fine had Keto not
panicked. As it was, as he leapt up out of his chair he shot
upwards, and one of his arms caught a bottle of ointment.
This was followed by the sounds of a hundred bottles hitting a
hundred other bottles as, around the lab, jars and vials and
containers of all sorts spun end-over-end as they were knocked from
their perches. The Tree and Ensign Wildflower also ended up flying
through the air as Keto tried to call for help but was nearly choked
by a cartwheeling letter 'Q'.
The Big Pink Tree rustled excitedly.
"NO YOU DON'T GET A TRIPLE WORD SCORE!" yelled Keto, red-faced.
*Rustle?*
"No, not even the usual ten points!" the doctor growled, and prayed
that this gravitational fiasco would all be over...preferably when
all ointment bottles just happened to be directly over their previous
positions.