The fever had broken a little more than 24 hours ago so Wilson knew he was no longer contageous. Simply congested, tired and achey none of which were good reasons to keep away from the clinic another day
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Re: The Waiting Room - 1/19/2006gotcanewillpokeJanuary 19 2006, 20:28:49 UTC
He had no good reason for avoiding the clinic for a few hours, except that avoiding the clinic was one of the things he did best. And he figured it was about time for Wilson to re-emerge, and he didn't want to show up oo early and appear to be...hovering.
He finally wandered in a little past noon, with Cash in tow. He'd bee working with the puppy on basic commands, with emphasis on keeping hiim from goin after people's feet. The puppy was twice as big as he'd been when House adopted him, and had doubled his weight. House couldn't easily hold him under one arm anymore, without stressing his bad leg.
He glaced toward the desk, but went to the coffee pot without comment and poured himself a mug full. He leaned against the counter and shook his head at Cash, who promptly crawled up under the desk to his usual spot.
Re: The Waiting Room - 1/19/2006dr_jwilsonmdJanuary 19 2006, 20:36:15 UTC
It had been blessedly quiet all morning and eventually the younger doctor's head had found it's way to his forearm, which was stretched out on the desk top.
Re: The Waiting Room - 1/19/2006gotcanewillpokeJanuary 19 2006, 20:43:10 UTC
House stayed against the counter for a few minutes, trying to decide what to do. He could close the doors and flip the on call light on, but would likely make enough noise to wake Wilson.
If the younger doctor hadn't been recently sick, House would smack his cane on the desk and wake him up rather abruptly, but he thought that would be a little cruel given the circumstances.
So instead he went to Exam One and dragged the stool from there to the other side of the desk and sat down, carefully extracting thecrossword puzzle book out from under Wilson's arm.
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He finally wandered in a little past noon, with Cash in tow. He'd bee working with the puppy on basic commands, with emphasis on keeping hiim from goin after people's feet. The puppy was twice as big as he'd been when House adopted him, and had doubled his weight. House couldn't easily hold him under one arm anymore, without stressing his bad leg.
He glaced toward the desk, but went to the coffee pot without comment and poured himself a mug full. He leaned against the counter and shook his head at Cash, who promptly crawled up under the desk to his usual spot.
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He was snoring quite sweetly actually.
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If the younger doctor hadn't been recently sick, House would smack his cane on the desk and wake him up rather abruptly, but he thought that would be a little cruel given the circumstances.
So instead he went to Exam One and dragged the stool from there to the other side of the desk and sat down, carefully extracting thecrossword puzzle book out from under Wilson's arm.
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