A Brit for All Seasons

Chapter Six

"I cannot believe Jimmy has cancer, he only had a few headaches. I thought it was that he was stressed with everything..."

House sits near the bed where his friend lays. Thinking of the past, and the possibility of losing him. Astrocytoma is curable, but can metastasise quickly. Then Jacqui appears;

"House we are starting the angiogram, you can stay if you want." Jacqui grasps House on the shoulder. A comfort, she hoped.

Then all of a sudden James tried to sigh...grunt

"Wil..Jimmy, you're okay. Just calm down, I'll take the tube out" House spoke, and sighed.

House removed the tape that held the tube in place, James winced his eyes. He knew what to do, he has been there for the removal of so many intubations.

"Dr Wilson, can you cough for me?" asks Jacqui.

Just as James coughed, he was sick over House. And rested back down.

"Oh good, boy wonder is up!"

House passes him a drink of water.

James answered with a hoarseness; "Thanks. What happened?"

"You had a seizure, and had cardiac arrest. We corrected that, but you have had recurrent seizures due to a Grade 3 Astrocytoma. We are checking for clots, just in case." explained Jacqui. "We are starting you on radio-isotope therapy and dexamethasone. When we have shrunk the AC we can treat the seizures if neccesary."

Jacqui walked out toward the laboratory, rubbed her neck. And thought to herself, she needed insulin and food.

"After the R-I-T, I'll get some sleep also. Sleep somewhere"

Whilst Jacqui was preparing the radio-isotope therapy in the laboratory, the ducklings were sitting in the conference room. And House was talking to James.

"Want some proper food?" asks House.

"I am about to have an experimental therapy, and all you can think about is food. So typical!"

"Come on, let's tease Cuddy, about her boy-wonder oncologist."

"Ah ah, I am not in this... How's Jacqui?"

"Oh, she's a great oncologist. Bad bedside manner though!" chuckles House.

"Sounds familiar in two ways. Hey Greg, can you help me to the restroom?"

"Ooh, thought you'd never ask!"

As House was assisting Wilson to the restroom, he noticed the color of urine. Reddish tinge.

"I cannot go with you there, leave me a moment please. I'll ask you if I need it wiped."

House felt a dull ache in his bum leg, and rubbed it..

"I'll ask Cuddy for some Vicodin"

"How are you feeling?" asks House.

"Ooh not too bad thanks."

Wilson assisted by House to the bed, looks at his friend knowing that he may not make it.

Jacqui enters the room with the R-I-T, with the ducklings in arms.

"Right Dr Wilson, I need to give you some anti-emetic." She inserts the syringe into the cannula, and withdraws. "This is syringe-driver based, you will get 10units over an hour, twice a day, plus the metoclopramide."

"Thanks all of you, if anything happens."

"It won't Dr Wilson" states Cameron.

"We'll be back in a while" said Jacqui with compassion, as Wilson lays back and rests his eyes.

"His BP is increased, he has a temp of 102.8, blood sugar 134 and heamaturia!"

"You better get Dr House, no I mean Webb. Now!"

As Wilson's unconcious body lay there, Jacqui rushes in.

"What happened?"

"He..he.. lost conciousness. His BP is too high 180/102. Slight pyrexia but the haematuria worries me." spoke the Nurse.

"Okay send it to microbiology. STAT!" demanded Jacqui. "Wilson, we need you to stay with us, try the oxygen. Please let us know if you need anything."

Chase came running in.

"What happened?"

"He's in a coma, he is unresponsive to voice and pain. It's not the therapy or the astrocytoma. I need the results of the angiogram. I think he has an infarct."

She didn't know that House was behind her.

"He has a what?" shouts House grabbing her shoulders.

"Looks like an infarct, a rare one but one never the less. We will not be able to cauterise it, he may be left paralysed."