House MD

A helping hand

I walked into the clinic this morning exhausted, my neighbours were having the biggest fight I have ever heard and it kept me up until 4 AM. I walked up to the nurse Jackie and got my patient file.

"Miss. Quale, exam room 3 please" I announced into the waiting room. A young woman, no older than 25 walked in

"Ok Miss, can you please tell me what the problem is today"

"I have hyperthyroidism"

"Ok miss, how do you know that" I asked. There's nothing I hate more than a patient thinking that they are smarter than a doctor just because they typed their symptoms into google and read the first result. I decided to test her theory and check her out for hyperthyroidism.

"Ok miss, you don't have hyperthyroidism"

"What are you talking about, yes I do!"

"No miss, you don't. You just have a sore throat cause by swollen glands, it will heal on its own"

"I'm telling you, I have hyperthyroidism!"

At this point I was pissed at this woman. She was comparing her self diagnosis to my 10 years of medical training.

"Ma'am. I am tel-

"I CANT BELIEVE YOU, YOU ARE THE WORST DOCTOR IVE EVER MET. I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOWS WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY BODY SO YOU ARE GOING TO TREAT ME FOR HYPERTHYROIDISM!!!"

In perfect timing the door creaked open. It was Dr. Wilson.

"Hey, am I interrupting something?"

"Nope nothing at all" I said glaring at the patient

"Could I borrow you for a minute"

"Sure, you can see yourself out ma'am"

"You better hope I don't run into your boss on the way out" she said as she was walking out

It was silent for a moment

"Well..... she seemed lovely" he said sarcastically

"Yes, a gift from god" I replied in the same sarcastic tone

"So what do you need?" I asked

"Oh ya, I need your help with a patient consult"

"Oh sorry, I can't do a consult right now I'm doing my clinic duty, I already skipped it last week and I can't take another lecture from Cuddy"

"Please, if Cuddy gives you any trouble I'll talk to her. It will Only take 3 minutes"

"Fine but only 3 minutes" I held up three fingers to emphasize my point"

We walked over to the elevator and stepped in

"So, what are we dealing with here?" I asked

"32 year old female presented pain in her right thigh. Clinic prescribed her with pain meds and she was back a week later with leg pain. We gave her an MRI and found a stage llA tumour on her femur. Surgery would remove the growth and chemo would take care of everything else and give her over 85% chance of survival."

"Hmmm, seems like a pretty straight forward diagnosis Wilson" I said

"She refuses to get the surgery, she says that because I'm a man I'm trying to trick her into becoming weaker. She wants a female doctor"

"So you need a woman to convince her to get the surgery" I replied

"Yep, pretty much"

"Ok" I smiled

We walked over to the patients room

"Hello Mrs. Attie, I'm Dr. Kingston. I assume that Dr. Wilson has explained to you our recommended course of treatment for your cancer."

"Yes he did, but I don't trust him" she said as she glared through the glass at Wilson, he quickly turned around and pretended to be focusing on something else

"Ma'am you can have my medical opinion but I am not an oncologist, Dr. Wilson is far more qualified than I am and I'm sure that he is giving you your best possible chance at recovery"

"But...my leg, I'm a runner what if I can never run again"

"The chances of that happening are slim to none, the tumour is a clean cut not near anything difficult to navigate through, I honestly think that this is the best course of treatment."

She thought for a moment.

"Fine, I'll do it" she finally said

"Ok, I'm going to need you to sign here and another doctor will come in soon to walk you through the procedure" I handed her the consent form and walked over to Wilson who was standing outside the patients room.

"Thanks, I spent 2 hours yesterday trying to convince her to get the procedure"

"No problem, but I need to get back to clinic duty and pray to god that Cuddy doesn't notice I'm missing."

"Ok, I'll walk you down"

We walked down to the elevator and rode in a comfortable silence until my floor lit up on the little screen at the top. I stepped out.

"Well I'll see you later"

"Bye Wilson"

"Bye"

I walked back into the clinics main area and grabbed the file for my next patient.

"Dr. Kingston!"

I turned around to see no other than Dr. Cuddy. Shit she totally caught me.

"You think you can just skip out on your clinic duty?"

"I'm sorry, Wilson needed me for a consult" I replied nervously, Dr. Cuddy always scared the crap out of me.

"Why would Wilson need you for a consult, you're not an oncologist"

"The patient wanted a female doctor because she though Wilson was trying to ruin her life as a runner" I replied with a hint of sarcasm at the end

"I'm not gonna fully let this go, you're going to do 4 extra hours of clinic duty and you're going to cover Dr. Bowen's 48 hour shift this Friday. Understood?"

"Yes, it won't happen again"

"Yes it will" she sighed as she walked away

Thank god, she was actually gonna let me keep my job, I was sure after my last clinic duty skip I would have been fired on the spot.

I don't have many story ideas (I know I just started this book and I'm already out of ideas) I have about three stories left until I need help. If you want anything specific added into the story than be sure to comment.