House went back to his office. He looked at the pile of papers on his desk. basura mail. He looked at his watch. He had 2 minutos before he started the rest of his clinic duty. He, once again, got up and went down to the 1st floor. He signed in and walked towards the waiting room. He passed Cuddy's office to see her sitting at her mesa staring out the window. 'Probably figuring everything out.I should give her time to think. In fact I should sit down and think. But the clinic awaits' he thought. "Is there a Mrs.Barter here?" House asked the room full of patients. An older lady in the back raised her hand. "Come with me to Exam room 1 please." House sinabi to her. The lady followed him to the exam room. "Hi. I'm Dr.House. You can call me...well how about Dr.House. What seems to be the problem?" House asked. " Well I just turned 55 and when my mother was 55 she was diognosed with breast cancer. So for my birthday I was supposed to go see my son and his fiance but instead I grabbed a flight to Fiji. I figured that it was my last taon to live so I did everything that you could imagine." She said. " I could imagine a lot of sick and twisted things, so why dont you start listing." House sinabi to her. "Well lets see I ate worms from a tree, had sex with 4 guys all under the age of 30, drank sea water, shared a needle with a homo, snuffed crack off of a homeless man's forhead, and got SO drunk off of so many drinks." She said. "Wow! I think I'm going to need a consult on this one. Hold on one moment." House said. Then he called Wilson's office. "Wilson I'm gonna need a consult on someone who thinks she has breast cancer." "House I am not going to come down there to look at someone's breasts." Wilson replied. "Well thats not what I had in mind but if you need to you can. Just let me cover my eyes." House replied. "This better be good." And then they hung up. Wilson walked into the room. "You think you have breast cancer?" Wilson asked Mrs.Barter. " Well I dont know. I guess I'm just a little worried, thats all." She said. "Why dont you tell Dr.Wilson what you did on your trip to Fiji." House seggested. And so Mrs. Barter did. "Umm. You know I think you might have some other things wrong with you that you might want to pay a little madami attention to. But I'll set you up for a mammogram to test you for cancer. Mean while I want you to hand this note to the nurse out there and she'll get you taken care of." Wilson said. "So you sure you dont wanna check out her boobs?" House asked. "Yeah...Maybe susunod time. See ya House." "Yep." House sinabi as the susunod patient came in.
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Cuddy sat at her mesa for the rest of the araw just thinking about nothing but House. 'This is so...different. This isnt the House that I'm used to. I like this House. In fact I pag-ibig this House. I pag-ibig HOUSE!!! HOLY SHIT I pag-ibig HOUSE!!' She kept thinking about him. And what had happened today. She looked at the picture in her hand. She wondered what House was doing right now. She got up and opened up one of her doors on her little cabinet. She pulled out her bottle of wine and a glass. She drank the whole thing! Then she got her other bottle of wine and drank till she fell asleep.
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"Mrs. Peuter, I doubled checked the tests. You do not have an STD, or any other disease!! You are FINE!" House explained to his last patient of the day. He had been trying to explain to the 78 taon old that she didnt have an STD for the past half hour. "Well if you insist. You dont have to get so grumpy." She said. Then walked out of the exam room. House got up and signed out. He went back up to his office and grabbed his backpack. When he came back down he swung around to see what Cuddy was up to. He walked into her room to find the blinds drawn. He looked around the room. He saw Cuddy lying ontop of her desk, snoring, with an empty wine bottle in hand and the other bottle on the floor...empty also. He smiled and chuckled.
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Cuddy sat at her mesa for the rest of the araw just thinking about nothing but House. 'This is so...different. This isnt the House that I'm used to. I like this House. In fact I pag-ibig this House. I pag-ibig HOUSE!!! HOLY SHIT I pag-ibig HOUSE!!' She kept thinking about him. And what had happened today. She looked at the picture in her hand. She wondered what House was doing right now. She got up and opened up one of her doors on her little cabinet. She pulled out her bottle of wine and a glass. She drank the whole thing! Then she got her other bottle of wine and drank till she fell asleep.
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"Mrs. Peuter, I doubled checked the tests. You do not have an STD, or any other disease!! You are FINE!" House explained to his last patient of the day. He had been trying to explain to the 78 taon old that she didnt have an STD for the past half hour. "Well if you insist. You dont have to get so grumpy." She said. Then walked out of the exam room. House got up and signed out. He went back up to his office and grabbed his backpack. When he came back down he swung around to see what Cuddy was up to. He walked into her room to find the blinds drawn. He looked around the room. He saw Cuddy lying ontop of her desk, snoring, with an empty wine bottle in hand and the other bottle on the floor...empty also. He smiled and chuckled.
When does pag-ibig become something we need, rather than something we want? pag-ibig was seen as something special a long time ago. Now pag-ibig is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. pag-ibig is common currency when you are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older you get. Do we not care about the substance of what pag-ibig was and not what it has been made into today sa pamamagitan ng commercialisation from American pelikula and telebisyon commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience pag-ibig for real, can we comment and judge others who are in Love. pag-ibig means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of pag-ibig is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? pag-ibig is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.