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Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his katil at Mayfield. He looked around. He was in a room…his room and Mayfield. It had all been a dream. He was thankful that this time it had been a dream and not a hallucination. He wondered if he ever really kissed Cuddy.
“Hey. How’d anda sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his katil with him. “…I had a night mare, did we Ciuman yesterday?” He asked. “…yes…twice. Why?” She asked confused. He let out a big sigh and leaned back into the pillows. “What’s the matter?” She asked. “I had a bad dream and I just wondered how much of it was really a dream. That’s all.” He said. “What was it about?” She asked curious. She smirked when he got up and all he had on was his boxers again. “Like what anda see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She berkata laying on the katil rather seductivley.
Just before everything got hotter, they were interupted. “Houseeeeee. My main man. Wat up?” This crazy gangsta patient came in. “Hey, Wack.” House greeted as Cuddy looked at them. “Pound it.” Wack berkata holding his hand up for House to pound it. “Wack this is Cuddy. Cuddy this is Wack. Wack here is being released in 3 days.” House announced. “Yep. I’m gonna leave this place and go directly to the strip joint down town.” He berkata hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy berkata sarcastically as she stood seterusnya to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” perahu nelayan kecil, pukulan berkata and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and berkata sarcastically.
Dr. Grey stopped out of breath and turned to House as he threw him the bottle. It was all routine. “And they are releasing him?!” She said. “Well…he is leaving, he’s just getting transferred to a different facility.” He berkata nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She berkata playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her sejak the waist and they both fell back on the bed. She ontop of him.
“Where were we?” She asked leaning down to Ciuman him. He flipped them over so he was ontop and had her arms pinned above her. “I can’t have sex with you.” He said. “Not until I get out of here. I don’t think it’s healthy for my brain…yet.” He berkata regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know anda wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He berkata making her laugh a little.
“Shit!” She berkata looking at her watch and pressing her fingers to her temples. “What?” He asked. “I have a board meeting in 20.” She replied sighing and getting up. “You need a vacation. anda work yourself too hard.” He berkata as she put on her shoes. “What I need is a cloning machine so I can clone myself. And then all my clones can do my job so I can stay here with you.” She berkata as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw anda and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She berkata straightening her baju out. “You gotta Cinta me though.” He said. “No, I don’t…” She sighed before continuing. “…but I do.”
She gave him a lingering Ciuman on his lips. She pressed her forhead on his lips and he kissed it. “I Cinta you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t berkata he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I Cinta anda too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I Cinta you’ to him was the truth and a little test in its self. She knew it would be hard for him to reply with an ‘I Cinta you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.
Blood surrounded House as he slowly drifted into unconciensness. When he woke up he was in a bed…his katil at Mayfield. He looked around. He was in a room…his room and Mayfield. It had all been a dream. He was thankful that this time it had been a dream and not a hallucination. He wondered if he ever really kissed Cuddy.
“Hey. How’d anda sleep?” Cuddy asked walking in and sitting on his katil with him. “…I had a night mare, did we Ciuman yesterday?” He asked. “…yes…twice. Why?” She asked confused. He let out a big sigh and leaned back into the pillows. “What’s the matter?” She asked. “I had a bad dream and I just wondered how much of it was really a dream. That’s all.” He said. “What was it about?” She asked curious. She smirked when he got up and all he had on was his boxers again. “Like what anda see?” He wiggled his eyebrow. “Very much so Dr.” She berkata laying on the katil rather seductivley.
Just before everything got hotter, they were interupted. “Houseeeeee. My main man. Wat up?” This crazy gangsta patient came in. “Hey, Wack.” House greeted as Cuddy looked at them. “Pound it.” Wack berkata holding his hand up for House to pound it. “Wack this is Cuddy. Cuddy this is Wack. Wack here is being released in 3 days.” House announced. “Yep. I’m gonna leave this place and go directly to the strip joint down town.” He berkata hopping around. “Sounds lovley.” Cuddy berkata sarcastically as she stood seterusnya to House. “Smack!” Someone shouted from down the hall. “Oh shit!” perahu nelayan kecil, pukulan berkata and handed House a bottle of pills quickly and got the hell out of there. “He’s completley sane.” House turned to her and berkata sarcastically.
Dr. Grey stopped out of breath and turned to House as he threw him the bottle. It was all routine. “And they are releasing him?!” She said. “Well…he is leaving, he’s just getting transferred to a different facility.” He berkata nearly laughing. “That’s horrible!” She berkata playfully hitting him on the shoulder. He grabbed her sejak the waist and they both fell back on the bed. She ontop of him.
“Where were we?” She asked leaning down to Ciuman him. He flipped them over so he was ontop and had her arms pinned above her. “I can’t have sex with you.” He said. “Not until I get out of here. I don’t think it’s healthy for my brain…yet.” He berkata regretfully. She sighed and frowned slightly. “I understand.” She said. “I’m sorry. I know anda wanted this so bad…and belive me I did too.” He berkata making her laugh a little.
“Shit!” She berkata looking at her watch and pressing her fingers to her temples. “What?” He asked. “I have a board meeting in 20.” She replied sighing and getting up. “You need a vacation. anda work yourself too hard.” He berkata as she put on her shoes. “What I need is a cloning machine so I can clone myself. And then all my clones can do my job so I can stay here with you.” She berkata as he stood as well. “Would that mean I could screw anda and your clones?” He asked. “No. You’re a perv.” She berkata straightening her baju out. “You gotta Cinta me though.” He said. “No, I don’t…” She sighed before continuing. “…but I do.”
She gave him a lingering Ciuman on his lips. She pressed her forhead on his lips and he kissed it. “I Cinta you.” She whispered. ‘Did she just say she loved me?’ House hadn’t berkata he loved someone and meant it in over 10 years. “I Cinta anda too.” He whispered back. A smile crept on her face because saying ‘I Cinta you’ to him was the truth and a little test in its self. She knew it would be hard for him to reply with an ‘I Cinta you’ but she also knew that if he did he really meant it.
I was Membaca up on opiate withdrawal and apparently anda can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the seterusnya morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the angkasa of a horrible 24 jam detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every jam atau so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the seterusnya morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the angkasa of a horrible 24 jam detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every jam atau so like before.
Short and simple :)