Spock anxiously shielded, until Uhura fell deeply asleep, before joining Kirk and McCoy in Kirk's quarters.
The First Officer noted with satisfaction the quality installation of Kirk's display screen; in all the commotion he'd forgotten to commend his science and Scotty's engineering team for their work. To assuage Kirk's display envy, the captain's screen measured slightly larger than Uhura's.
"She asleep?" Jim asked as he entered the living area from his bedroom wearing only jeans while towel-drying his hair.
"Yes. Her tonsure hematoma has diminished considerably as well."
"How's the concussion?" McCoy inquired while opening Uhura's med file on his PADD for additional entries.
"Nyota awoke and immediately experienced emesis -"
"You mean she threw up, right? Kirk asked.
A sigh escaped the exhausted Vulcan. Right now, too many personalities required management for his tastes.
"Yes. I provided the effervescent restorative and the emesis did not return. Thank you, Dr. McCoy, for that information."
"Ginger has been used as a folk remedy for a long time on Earth, Spock. I'd keep some of that soda around in your quarters; she's got a history of bad stomachs."
The sounds of Kirk's door hissing softly were followed by sounds of Sulu and Scotty taking seats.
"So what does she remember?" Kirk asked.
"Everything."
Scotty's mouth formed a thin line.
"Well, lads? It was worth a try. Carol's not spoken with her since -"
"What are you worried about, Commander? Uhura didn't threaten to castrate you or McCoy." Sulu whimpered while crossing his legs protectively.
"Aye, 'tis an interesting method of increasing female bridge officers. I'll give'er that."
"I did not finish -" Spock interrupted, "- she remembers everything but believes it to be a dream."
The hooting and yelling and celebrating around him reminded Spock again that he was proud to be only half human.
"As long as she is not exposed to the offending products, the mind meld and this plan may yet succeed as hoped for."
"Dr. Uhura came up with a winner." Kirk agreed heartily, "Man, I'd love to know what Uhura's mother told him about our situation. I'm just glad her father agreed that Nyota needed to 'forget' some of this."
Kirk grinned at the success of their disaster recovery plan.
Spock, with blessings and encouragement from his psychiatrist father-in-law, muted (but did not remove) Nyota's memories of the Calendar Crew© activities through a mind meld. Once Donal disposed of the offending goods and Sulu fixed their finances, Nyota would be none the wiser and, therefore, less dangerous to be around on the Enterprise.
"I remain ethically troubled at my role in this memory modification and deception." Spock confessed to the room.
"Do you want to be divorced?" Kirk shot at him.
"No. Neither do I wish to sleep on your couch for the remaining 3.7481536 years of our five-year mission. Nyota has always expressed a preference for company in bed."
"If that's all you need, I can help you out anytime." Kirk offered solicitously.
The room went silent. McCoy noisily retrieved his ever-present med-kit.
"Captain?"
"Yes, Spock?"
"I sense a bout of emotional compromise coming on. You are its focus."
Spock's expression gave Kirk pause about offering up further services to Uhura.
"I was just kidding, Spock! If Donal and Komack do their jobs, we should all survive your wife's temper."
Kirk delivered this supposition as a supplication to his prank-prone cosmic protectors.