It was a bright and early day at Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. Camron was going through house's mail, chase doing his crossword puzzle of the day and foreman reading a neurology book, House would not get there for at least an hour or two but then suddenly the door swinged open and to their surprise it was house, holding a file in his hand. The fellows were suspicious but surprised. What could have been so interesting that even house came early? It was a male in his 20's who collapsed during working out with the symptoms being- dizziness and vertigo, sore throat, heartburn, stomach ulcer, Constipation and mood swings. Everyone knew right away it was bulimia but why was house interested in it? Apparently, he was not he just wanted to see the reaction of his little minions and mess with their head to see how they would react. They did a bunch of tests and sent him to a shrink or something like that. But during the case Camron saw how much the man was happy and seem almost euphoric in a certain way about his control. She had feelings for house but he didn't like her, and her self esteem hit rock bottom but then she saw how good this guy felt. Usually eating disorders are not so glamorous and bubbly and "quirky" in a matter of fact even sad and harsh, but she saw how well this guy was of course not health wise, but he was in control. And she felt so out of control about everything and insecure about house not liking her back that she thought, maybe if I'm more in control and thinner maybe then my life and luck would turn around into my good and wellbeing. She wanted to try to diet for a little while and see where she would get.
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The next morning came and Camron decided to get started on her new diet. She was excited and ready for the day. She did her makeup, hair, put on some clothing and shoes and headed toward the hospital. She got there and started to go through house's mail like every other morning. She poured herself a glass of black coffee with 0 calorie sweetener and started to handle the pile of mail.
It was around 2pm and she noticed she hadn't eaten yet and felt... good... the empty feeling somehow made her euphoric and then she realized. This is the key for happiness! She wanted to feel that way for the rest of her life, she felt so... in control! She hadn't felt that way in a long, long time. The days went on and she didn't eat much. On Monday she ate an apple, carrots dipped in ranch and 2 ounces of grilled chicken, Tuesday was a plain toast, a smoothie and a salad but as the days went on, she lowered intake and as her intake went down her focus about everything else as well and all of the energy that was left went for calories, food, numbers and her appearance. Half an hour later chase and foreman came in and were confused.
"are you alright?" foreman asked.
"yes, why would you think otherwise?"
"you look like you had been hit by a bus" he said with a hit of sarcasm and concern in his voice and look.
"I didn't get much sleep last night that must be it" she replied.
"are you sure you're alright?"
"I'm doing great don't worry."
As the minutes past the tension in the room got a lot worse and chase and foreman were glancing stares at each other. But as soon as house walked in Camron laid low because she knew that house could read her like an open book.
"whoa! Someone got laid last night, you look like crap."
"excuse me?" she replied to this inappropriate statement.
"I forgive you, now what the hell is going on with you?" house said squinting his eyes and giving her a glare.
"nothing I just went to bed late at night" she said.
"okay... "he said it with no sense of believing in anything she says.
"do we have a case?" the immunologist asked.
"yeah" he said.
And with that they went to do a CT scan and MRI on their new patient
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The next day she felt drained and dizzy, but this case got serious, and she couldn't just take the day off for being a little "lacking of sleep".
She was a little late sense she was so tired and couldn't get herself out of bed. When finally making it into the diagnostics department everyone in that room were shock, how could Camron, Camron be late? This isn't like her. As she sat down in her sit she felt dizzy and held her head to make it better and house began
"our sleeping beauty is awake, isn't she lovely?" he said it like he was talking to a baby just to make her tense
"what?" she was confused
"what's up with the head?" he asked
"nothing just a headache" she couldn't say she was dizzy it would make things complicated, but still by the way house looked at her he didn't buy it.
"why are you late?" house said
"I'm not late" she said confused
"in Camron time you are" he said with sarcasm
"and why are you early?"
"just testing my theory." He said
"what theory? That I'm a bit late in my sleeping schedule?" she responded
"you're being defensive, you're hiding something and it's something you're ashamed of or something serious" he said like a true narcissist
"I'm not ashamed of anything and I'm not being defensive, you're trying to make me uncomfortable just to get on my nerves" she said proudly
"ok then, our patient has a new symptom, seizures which indicate a neurological problem. Chase do an MRI of his brain and foreman go with him to make sure he doesn't MRI the wrong head because of a hottie"
And with that they left
"what do I do?" she asked him
"you.. you.. go do my clinic hours"
She couldn't believe she actually went to work to look at vaginas and someone with the rhinovirus or some syphilis. She stood to head to the clinic but suddenly she felt dizzy, and her vision went dark and as she stood, she fell right back into her seat. House was intrigued by that and went over to see what was going on
"hey, what happened?" he questioned her
"I don't know I must have stood up too fast"
"are you anemic?"
"no why?" she asked while she's getting back to her senses
"usually anemics feel dizzy by standing up too fast" he said with a sense of worry.
"I don't know, now will you let me go do your job?" she teased
"go" he said. Quick and short. She went to the clinic and house was left there with no answers, curiosity and a sprinkle of worry
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as the days went by Camron became more and more sick.
One morning she decided to step on the scale and as she stepped on it, it said 105 lbs she was shocked, she thought to herself, how could I lose 13 pounds in less than a month? She tried convincing herself that it was water weight and nothing to worry about. The thought about having an eating disorder never occurred.
She looked in the mirror and was disgusted, how could I be so ugly and fat? I look horrible but if I lost more I would regain the control and be prettier.
As she was getting ready to go to the hospital but then she noticed her clothing are a bit loose. She thought no one would notice so she put on a blouse with a pair of low rise jeans and headed out.
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It was lunch break and house waited for her to go eat but she never did. "why didn't you go eat?" he asked her
"I was nauseous" she sighed
"are you still nauseous?" he asked
"not really why?"
"then go eat now" he said while studying her body language
"oh I'm not hungry" she said worrying that he may be on to something
"you should go eat, I don't want my doctors going hungry" he said
"like I said I'm not hungry" she replied a little angry but trying to hold it together
"don't get all cranky on me I'm not the one who's making you not eat"
"I eat" she said now being upset
"sure you do" he didn't buy anything she says
"oh please stop acting li.. like y..ou ca… care" she started dripping away
"Camron? Camron! Hey! Talk to me!" and in that moment she fell into his arms…