Chapter 35
House entered the conference room, finding his team already there.
"So?" he asked, sitting down.
"We managed to lower the fever, her temperature is now at 98.6" Chase reported.
"Abdominal pains?".
"The same, we gave her some Xanax" Cameron said.
"It's so unfair, If I say that I'm not feeling good, they still call me addict; If she says that she's not feeling good, you give her more painkillers!" House whined, standing up "What about the urine?".
"Did you tell us to check also her urine?" Chase asked.
"Come on, you have to be smart and fast! After three years I still have to take you around hand in hand?".
"They're dark" Foreman informed him.
"Hmm...dark as pitch or as coca-cola?".
"There's any difference?" Foreman asked, confused.
"Yes, there's a big difference. If they're black as pitch, it could be a kidneys' tumor and it'd explain the seizures; If they're black as coca-cola, it could be ematuria".
"Coca-cola?" Cameron tried hesitantly.
"You don't seem so sure but since your classmates don't complain and since I think that you already know the name of her hamster, we'll go for the coca-cola theory. Treat her for Urosepsis. I knew that it was a boring case" House ordered.
House entered his office and laid down on his harmchair. He took a Vicodin and rubbed his thigh, closing his eyes. Luckily, lunch time would come soon...then clinic...and then home. Finally, with her.
"House?" Cameron whispered.
House opened his eyes, realizing that he had fallen asleep. Cameron, Chase and Foreman were in front of him with the patient's file in their hands.
"It's not Urosepsis. She had a seizure. Whatever it is, we have to look at her abdominal" Cameron reported.
"And the fever is at 102.2 now" Chase said.
"Hmm...We're missing something here..." House said, going out followed by his team.
"We've made the urine and blood test" Chase said.
"And we've dismissed a neurological problem" Foreman cut in.
"Why?" House asked.
"Nothing indicates a brain damage".
House stopped abruptly.
"What?" Foreman asked, confused.
"She has no other symptoms? The abdominal pains are linked with the physical training?".
"What do you mean?" Foreman asked again.
"I know I'm a very muscular man and therefore I limit myself to only eat and sleep. But she probably does some sports to get rid of the fat in some way! I don't know, maybe with wild sex!" he said smirking.
Two nurses glared at him while they passed their station and House rolled his eyes, going to the patient's room.
"Do you do acrobatic sex?" House asked to the patient when he entered her room.
"Her name is Ally" Cameron muttered behind him.
"Do you do acrobatic sex, Ally?" House said, rolling his eyes.
"Who are you?" the patient asked.
"I'm from the ASA, the Acrobatic Sex Association. So?".
The girl stared at him astonished.
"Why everybody stares at me today?" House asked frustrated.
"He's doctor House, your doctor, Ally. He wants to know if your abdominal pains are linked with the physical training. Do you do some sport?" Cameron explained.
"I've said it in a funnier way" House turned to her.
"I jog in the morning, but the pain started much later" the patient explained.
"Boring. Do an ECG and a CAT scan" House went out and the team followed him.
"We've said that it isn't a neurological problem" Foreman repeated.
"I know".
"So we do tests at random?" Cameron asked annoyed.
"Of course, and take a sample of her marrow too" House ordered and went to his office.
"Why he never answers when someone asks him a question?" Chase said frustrated.
After some hours, Cameron went to House's office and saw him listening to his Ipod. She took it from him and turned it off.
"Hey! I haven't done anything this time, it was my evil twin!".
She smiled.
"The anaemic one is dead?" House asked, enjoying her smile.
"No. But probably I'm going to die in two months" Cameron said.
House looked at her confused "What? It's me or my office is a time machine and we're in the future?".
Cameron sat on a chair, smiling. House stared at her astonished.
"So, the rumors are: you're sick. You don't know it but you feel very bad. I'm sleeping with you because I pity you. Oh, and there's also the one that I'm sleeping with you because you're my boss...I can't remember the other one..." she said thoughtfully.
"Where did you hear that?".
"Oh, between our patient's room and the lab. 656 feet? I can't wait to know how is the situation in the cafeteria".
"Wilson is an idiot. He doesn't have any other subject to talk about".
"I don't think it's Wilson. I mean, it's a sort of thing that you'd do".
"Hey? Why I always have to be the bad one? Wait, Cuddy was strange this morning..." he said thoughtfully.
"House, the patient has a thrombosis" Foreman said, entering.
"Where?".
"Abdomen".
"It doesn't make sense".
"It doesn't make sense but it's so".
"Good help! So I could run 328 feet in 7 seconds, and you'd say 'It doesn't make sense but it is so'!" House mocked him.
"I was talking about the tests. You instead-".
"Ok, let's see this thrombosis. Hey, and the marrow?".
"Cameron had to do the test. I thought she was talking with you about this" Foreman said confused.
There was a moment of silence and then Foreman smirked.
"Ok...I'll do it...".
"It's Erythroid. There are signs of iron" Cameron reported.
"Well well well, finally something. So Foreman, this thrombosis?" House asked.
"It's strange. The liver is big and the abdominal pains are getting worse".
House stared at the floor thoughtfully.
"Go immediately to the patient. She's going to have an infarction!" House said suddenly.
"A heart attack for a thrombosis?" Chase said when he entered the office.
"An infarction in her intestine. Now If you need me, I'll be with Wilson".
"Do you think it's a tumor?" Chase asked.
"Oh no. I have just to blackmail him" he explained and then he went away.
TBC...