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 u 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 bed and to the glass uithangbord and knocked on it.
Chase, who was walking by, noticed and he stopped door the medicine box.
" Mike! Get back to bed!" Chase said, worried.
" Get House." Mike zei 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 japon, jurk 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 zei breathing heavily
" What?" Chase and House both zei as they leaned vooruit, voorwaarts to hear him better.
" Amoebic Meningitis." Mike zei 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 u 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 bed and to the glass uithangbord and knocked on it.
Chase, who was walking by, noticed and he stopped door the medicine box.
" Mike! Get back to bed!" Chase said, worried.
" Get House." Mike zei 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 japon, jurk 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 zei breathing heavily
" What?" Chase and House both zei as they leaned vooruit, voorwaarts to hear him better.
" Amoebic Meningitis." Mike zei as he slowly fell to his knees and onto the ground banging his broken arm against the ground in a sickening pang.
TBC?