Chapter 5: Mystery
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My hiding skills showed to be, well lets just say I don’t have them. House found me, started yelling at me not bothering that Emily was in the room.
Anyway, I got punished. I had to stay in PPTH through the night. I could live with that. What so more, I had to stay in PPTH monitoring Emily. I was really surprised da House's actions, I’m not sure where the punishment part kicks in!
Anyway, everyone has gone home da six p.m. today leaving me alone with couple of nurses. Of course, I had a lot of things to do today. I had to explain Cameron where I disappeared for 4 hours and to make some calls. Most of them were just notifying my Friends I won’t get to my classes today o tomorrow. Emily has been a sweetie ever since and I didn’t have any problems with her. I knew she isn’t anything special. Of course, House would never give me an interesting case. However, I decided to find out what’s wrong with her. Just to amaze myself for couple of hours, until I’m too tired to watch.
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I decided to go to the library, just to get some libri and cerca for a disease o something that would fit in her symptoms. I spent 5 hours climbing on the leathers hoping to get at least an idea what this could be. As I didn’t find anything I was totally disappointed. I decided to return to Emily, hoping I could find out something from her stories. Maybe she has something to say about all this.
I came to her room to find her watching TV. I think it was some soap opera. I wonder if every single person in this hospital watches this stuff. I find it really dull.
She turned the TV off probably because she thought I had some new info. Unfortunately, I had to tell her I didn’t find anything.
“It’s ok… te guys will figure out something…” as she spoke I sensed fear in her voice. This was the time I realized we’re somewhat the same age.
“How old are you, Emily?” I asked curiously.
“Just turned twenty one this summer. You?” She detto proudly.
“Oh, I’m eighteen… I noticed te had some rash on your index finger… What is it?” I continued.
“It’s nothing…” she detto quickly, shoving her hands under blanket and took our conversation in different way. “How come you’re so young and te work here?”
“Volunteering, not working.” I corrected her.
“Still… How come?”
So, I started telling her my story, how my aunt was an administrator here and that I wanted to study medicine so I came here to learn from the best. As we continued our conversation I noticed some Cibo packages in garbage. “When was the last time te ate?” I changed the subject.
“I don’t have an urge to eat. I have a loss of appetite, remember?” she pointed out.
“No te do not. te ate something didn’t you?” I spoke up, pointing on the Cibo packages as evidence.
"When was the last time te ate,Emily? o did te eat too much? What is it?" My curiosity raised.
"I don't have an urge to eat... I mustn't eat, I'll spoil my figure." She defended herself.
"What figure?" I detto sarcastically, pulling the blanket away from her body, revealing her tiny figure.
"How much do te weight?" I insisted.
"...90 pounds..." she detto under her breath.
“That is wrong! Dear,you have serious bulimia… And anorexia. te are really sick and really good at hiding what’s wrong!” I detto proudly, but I felt so sorry for her at that moment.
“That’s why it appeared like te had a loss of apatite. te didn’t want to eat because te think you're fat, typical for anorexia…”
“Stop it!” she detto a little louder
“But, when te did eat, te ate a lot and vomit after that. Typical for bulimia….”
“Stop it!” she detto a little bit più louder.
“That’s why te had nausea. And te couldn’t sleep because te were very hungry and sometimes too tired to sleep… te think your fat and no one likes te for who te are, but your body can't take so much pressure..You could kill yourself!” I continued I was so amused da my latest findings I didn’t notice anything that came from her mouth.
“Please, stop it! Please!” she yelled, finally getting my attention.
“I… I am so sorry….I…”I finally realized I was too harsh and I was really embarrassed. I took her hand and detto that everything was going to be ok now when I firstly saw a single tear dropping from her right eye. In a secondo the others followed.
There were just two of us, her crying and me holding her close. I knew più than anybody how she felt, and I know she felt horrible.
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One ora later I decided to call House. I knew it was 1 am but I though, what a heck, I need to mostra him I mean serious about this work. And if mostrare him that meant calling him in the middle of a night, I was ready to do it. No matter what else happened.
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House’s apartment:
House was in his letto when the phone rang for the first time. Initially he didn’t want to
answer it, but when it sounded the third time he was already too pissed not to yell at the one who called.
He grabbed the phone from the night scrivania, reception and spoke: “What do te want?”
On the other side of the line I could feel his anger.
“I... I just wanted to let te know I broke the case. She has both bulimia and anorexia.”
I detto proudly again.
“And te figured that was worth waking me up at 1 am?” His voice raised .
“Uhm…As a matter of fact, yeah…” I let him now. He was a little bit surprised da my answer, I realized he must have expected me to say 'No' and apologize…
“I’ll see te in the morning. And no, te can’t go home!” that was the last thing he detto before he hung up.
The diagnostician put away the phone turning back to bed.
“Who was that?” a woman laying successivo to him asked…
“No one…Go back to sleep.” House detto before baciare her and adjusting his cuscino so he could get back to sleep.
‘God that girl will drive me crazy’ he thought as he slowly drifted off…
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Here’s another one, I hope te like this one too! It’s a little bit shorter, but I know te guys will forgive me! xDDD
xoxo
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My hiding skills showed to be, well lets just say I don’t have them. House found me, started yelling at me not bothering that Emily was in the room.
Anyway, I got punished. I had to stay in PPTH through the night. I could live with that. What so more, I had to stay in PPTH monitoring Emily. I was really surprised da House's actions, I’m not sure where the punishment part kicks in!
Anyway, everyone has gone home da six p.m. today leaving me alone with couple of nurses. Of course, I had a lot of things to do today. I had to explain Cameron where I disappeared for 4 hours and to make some calls. Most of them were just notifying my Friends I won’t get to my classes today o tomorrow. Emily has been a sweetie ever since and I didn’t have any problems with her. I knew she isn’t anything special. Of course, House would never give me an interesting case. However, I decided to find out what’s wrong with her. Just to amaze myself for couple of hours, until I’m too tired to watch.
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I decided to go to the library, just to get some libri and cerca for a disease o something that would fit in her symptoms. I spent 5 hours climbing on the leathers hoping to get at least an idea what this could be. As I didn’t find anything I was totally disappointed. I decided to return to Emily, hoping I could find out something from her stories. Maybe she has something to say about all this.
I came to her room to find her watching TV. I think it was some soap opera. I wonder if every single person in this hospital watches this stuff. I find it really dull.
She turned the TV off probably because she thought I had some new info. Unfortunately, I had to tell her I didn’t find anything.
“It’s ok… te guys will figure out something…” as she spoke I sensed fear in her voice. This was the time I realized we’re somewhat the same age.
“How old are you, Emily?” I asked curiously.
“Just turned twenty one this summer. You?” She detto proudly.
“Oh, I’m eighteen… I noticed te had some rash on your index finger… What is it?” I continued.
“It’s nothing…” she detto quickly, shoving her hands under blanket and took our conversation in different way. “How come you’re so young and te work here?”
“Volunteering, not working.” I corrected her.
“Still… How come?”
So, I started telling her my story, how my aunt was an administrator here and that I wanted to study medicine so I came here to learn from the best. As we continued our conversation I noticed some Cibo packages in garbage. “When was the last time te ate?” I changed the subject.
“I don’t have an urge to eat. I have a loss of appetite, remember?” she pointed out.
“No te do not. te ate something didn’t you?” I spoke up, pointing on the Cibo packages as evidence.
"When was the last time te ate,Emily? o did te eat too much? What is it?" My curiosity raised.
"I don't have an urge to eat... I mustn't eat, I'll spoil my figure." She defended herself.
"What figure?" I detto sarcastically, pulling the blanket away from her body, revealing her tiny figure.
"How much do te weight?" I insisted.
"...90 pounds..." she detto under her breath.
“That is wrong! Dear,you have serious bulimia… And anorexia. te are really sick and really good at hiding what’s wrong!” I detto proudly, but I felt so sorry for her at that moment.
“That’s why it appeared like te had a loss of apatite. te didn’t want to eat because te think you're fat, typical for anorexia…”
“Stop it!” she detto a little louder
“But, when te did eat, te ate a lot and vomit after that. Typical for bulimia….”
“Stop it!” she detto a little bit più louder.
“That’s why te had nausea. And te couldn’t sleep because te were very hungry and sometimes too tired to sleep… te think your fat and no one likes te for who te are, but your body can't take so much pressure..You could kill yourself!” I continued I was so amused da my latest findings I didn’t notice anything that came from her mouth.
“Please, stop it! Please!” she yelled, finally getting my attention.
“I… I am so sorry….I…”I finally realized I was too harsh and I was really embarrassed. I took her hand and detto that everything was going to be ok now when I firstly saw a single tear dropping from her right eye. In a secondo the others followed.
There were just two of us, her crying and me holding her close. I knew più than anybody how she felt, and I know she felt horrible.
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One ora later I decided to call House. I knew it was 1 am but I though, what a heck, I need to mostra him I mean serious about this work. And if mostrare him that meant calling him in the middle of a night, I was ready to do it. No matter what else happened.
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House’s apartment:
House was in his letto when the phone rang for the first time. Initially he didn’t want to
answer it, but when it sounded the third time he was already too pissed not to yell at the one who called.
He grabbed the phone from the night scrivania, reception and spoke: “What do te want?”
On the other side of the line I could feel his anger.
“I... I just wanted to let te know I broke the case. She has both bulimia and anorexia.”
I detto proudly again.
“And te figured that was worth waking me up at 1 am?” His voice raised .
“Uhm…As a matter of fact, yeah…” I let him now. He was a little bit surprised da my answer, I realized he must have expected me to say 'No' and apologize…
“I’ll see te in the morning. And no, te can’t go home!” that was the last thing he detto before he hung up.
The diagnostician put away the phone turning back to bed.
“Who was that?” a woman laying successivo to him asked…
“No one…Go back to sleep.” House detto before baciare her and adjusting his cuscino so he could get back to sleep.
‘God that girl will drive me crazy’ he thought as he slowly drifted off…
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