Based on a submission to Holbycityconfessions by Anonymous
Jac steadied herself on the counter in the break room. Zosia stopped talking, sensing something was wrong. Jac's head wasn't just spinning, it was turning somersaults and she could feel darkness closing in on her. Vaguely, she recognized her girlfriend's voice but couldn't make out anything.
She awoke to her arm being shook. She was lying on the floor in the break room. Mercifully, nobody else seemed to be there apart from Zosia. 'Jac! Oh my God, what happened?' Jac sat up, trying to diffuse the situation. 'I'm just tired. It's lack of sleep, that's all.' 'You shouldn't really be working. Go back to the house and I'll tell-' Jac stood up sharply, causing her to wobble again, only a little but enough for Zosia to notice. 'Jac, when did you last eat?' she asked, much to her chagrin. 'This morning, I grabbed toast as I left.' 'No, you didn't, I saw you leave.'
Jac saw red. 'You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you! If I want your help, I will ask for it.' Before Zosia could get another word in, Jac had gone back to the ward.
'Have you noticed anything about Jac lately?' asked Zosia, writing meaningless observations in a patient's notes. 'Ooh, why, trouble in paradise?' Zosia shook her head. 'I'm serious. She blacked out earlier and when I talked to her about it, she started lying and getting really defensive.' Dom thought. 'Yeah, she's been acting weird these past few months. I didn't want to make a big deal out of it, but she did mention being jealous of thin people, you know, little comments, but...' Zosia had ventured enough into psychology to know that this wasn't particularly good news.
'What do I do?' Dom shrugged. 'She wants everyone to think she doesn't feel anything, so no wonder she freaked out at you. I honestly don't know.' With that, he pointed to his watch and went back out to Keller.