Rachel was still unconscious as Mike layed helplessly in the bed. The doctors have no idea what is wrong with them yet, but for safety reasons, have put them both into an isolated room.
Mike has been vomiting and has a fever, but it was nothing compared to Rachel. She had brain swelling, seizures, fever, and chills. She still has yet to wake up, and it is concerning everyone greatly. She had grown up in the hospital and even if you weren't close to her, her mother was wrecking havok in the hospital.
Cuddy has been freaking out nonstop the past 3 days as Rachel laid helplessly in the big hospital bed.
House and his team haven't left the hospital since she fell unconscious. House hasn't slept, unlike the others who slept for a few hours while testing was happening. House had barely left his office either.
Everyone had been concerned and has been trying to do whatever they can to help, but it would all be in vain if Rachel worsens.
Mike has been trying to ask everyone what was going on, but no one would answer him, and he was becoming frustrated.
He had requested a laptop, which he got, to try to help find out what was wrong with them.
A few hours later Mike wasn't feeling well. His temperature rose to 103.3 and he had the chills. But he had found out what they have and was trying to get House.
No one looked into their room as they passed and he couldn't get their attention. Mike was becoming angry and tired. He took a chance and painfully crawled off the cama and to the glass mural and knocked on it.
Chase, who was walking by, noticed and he stopped por the medicine box.
" Mike! Get back to bed!" Chase said, worried.
" Get House." Mike said weakly, wiping the sweat from his forehead and feeling his legs getting weaker.
Chase quickly grabbed House from the office just a few doors away and brought him.
Mike was leaning heavily against the glass when they arrived. His blue eyes were bloodshot and sweat matted his brown hair onto his face as his hospital vestido stuck to his chest.
He was breathing heavily as House came to the glass and looked at him. His eyes were distant but he jerked as House tapped on the glass with his cane.
Mike took a big breath as he saw Black coming into his vision.
" Amoe... Amoebic..." Mike said breathing heavily
" What?" Chase and House both said as they leaned progressivo, para a frente to hear him better.
" Amoebic Meningitis." Mike said as he slowly fell to his knees and onto the ground banging his broken arm against the ground in a sickening pang.
TBC?
Mike has been vomiting and has a fever, but it was nothing compared to Rachel. She had brain swelling, seizures, fever, and chills. She still has yet to wake up, and it is concerning everyone greatly. She had grown up in the hospital and even if you weren't close to her, her mother was wrecking havok in the hospital.
Cuddy has been freaking out nonstop the past 3 days as Rachel laid helplessly in the big hospital bed.
House and his team haven't left the hospital since she fell unconscious. House hasn't slept, unlike the others who slept for a few hours while testing was happening. House had barely left his office either.
Everyone had been concerned and has been trying to do whatever they can to help, but it would all be in vain if Rachel worsens.
Mike has been trying to ask everyone what was going on, but no one would answer him, and he was becoming frustrated.
He had requested a laptop, which he got, to try to help find out what was wrong with them.
A few hours later Mike wasn't feeling well. His temperature rose to 103.3 and he had the chills. But he had found out what they have and was trying to get House.
No one looked into their room as they passed and he couldn't get their attention. Mike was becoming angry and tired. He took a chance and painfully crawled off the cama and to the glass mural and knocked on it.
Chase, who was walking by, noticed and he stopped por the medicine box.
" Mike! Get back to bed!" Chase said, worried.
" Get House." Mike said weakly, wiping the sweat from his forehead and feeling his legs getting weaker.
Chase quickly grabbed House from the office just a few doors away and brought him.
Mike was leaning heavily against the glass when they arrived. His blue eyes were bloodshot and sweat matted his brown hair onto his face as his hospital vestido stuck to his chest.
He was breathing heavily as House came to the glass and looked at him. His eyes were distant but he jerked as House tapped on the glass with his cane.
Mike took a big breath as he saw Black coming into his vision.
" Amoe... Amoebic..." Mike said breathing heavily
" What?" Chase and House both said as they leaned progressivo, para a frente to hear him better.
" Amoebic Meningitis." Mike said as he slowly fell to his knees and onto the ground banging his broken arm against the ground in a sickening pang.
TBC?