My illness
He couldn't help it. It had started when he was small. The other kids would bully him. Call him fatty or podge. So one day he locked himself in a toilet cubicle and stuck his fingers as far down his throat as they would go, forcing himself to retch and be sick. He knew it was wrong, he was a doctor for heavens sakes! Thats why he didn't tell any one. Not even Turk. He knew what would happen if he told Turk. Turk would tell Carla who would tell Laverne who, in turn would tell the whole hospital. Doctor Cox would yell and get angry, Elliott would probably be sick herself. He could never tell. J.D. would always be alone.
He saw it happen everyday. Scooter would trot off to the toilets and forcefully make himself sick. It disgusted him. Not the fact that he was forcing himself to be sick but the fact that no-one noticed that he was doing it. Scooter always seemed to be surrounded by friends but none of them ever seemed to care. The only way he had managed find out was by the CCTV cameras he put in there to spy on beard face. He didn't want to see the torture that the young doctor did to himself but he couldn't help looking. Maybe one day he will confront J.D about it and they can get through this together. But until then he will have to lurk in the shadows. The Janitor in the hospital that helps its patients but never the staff.
Well what did you think? Love it? Hate it? Gonna rate it? Heehee I would be a great poet.