036. Diagnosis

[vicodincrutch]

[Voice Post]

[There is water sloshing.]

M-my name is G-Gregory House. I-I don't know what t-time it is. A-april the....[gives up on stats.]

[Pause, shuttering breathing on the line.]

 I'm... The patient is en-t-t-tering stage two of hypother-m-mia. Losing f-feeling in fingers. Failed test to touch forefinger and t-thumb to-g-gether. Shaking n-near unbearable. M-morphine withdrawal not h-helping.

L-Lisa C-cuddy, phys-physic-doctor in New York n-needs letter of r-resign-nation.

[Additional recording.]

D-delusions begin.

Comments

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Outs-side. Open w-water.

[unkindnessof.livejournal.com]

Hold on.

[black energy raven manifesting above you and reaching out a claw]

I can get you out of the water, but I can't do much about the temperature.

[ooc: Hero time get. *squishes on House*]

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

[Has no idea exactly what is going on, just glad to be out of the water.]

[unkindnessof.livejournal.com]

[flat platform of solid black energy; you can see her now along with several other people. her own cape is soaking, but she manages admirably to not shiver. Much.]

So you're a doctor? Is there anything that can be done to help until we run into another ship?