James Wilson
Princeton Plainsboro
Teaching Hospital
506 arce calle
office #326
Wilson-
So Cuddy has all but dissapeared. tu havent heard from her in weeks. She hasnt responded to my letters, answered your phone calls, o shown up for work since the baby incident. Its a mystery, a puzzle, just begging to be peiced together, wich, as tu know, i enjoy.
But tu know what i enjoy even más than getting puzzles?
Solving them.
I have solved this puzzle.
It was really quite simple. After a few days of endless tortured thinking, the answer came to me. Literally.
At 11:58 a.m.,while i was lying awake staring at the cieling, which i have found myself doing every night (it really is fascinating how little one actually needs sleep)when i heard a little taptaptapping noise. at my window. I assumed it was the pounding driving rain, so i ignored it. But after an hora and a half, it became obvious it wasnt rain and impossible to ignore.
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Now prepare yourself. In group therapy, all they ever tell us to do is be open about our feelings. Im about to be very very open with my feelings, so pay attentio, because this is never happening again.
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there was solution to our little puzzle, standing in the rain, waiting for me to let her in because visiting hours end at seven thirty.
I let her in the window, and she gave me a huge hug. And even though she was sopping wet and freezing, i even hugged back.
We sat on the bed, and we talked for a long,long while.We talked about what shes been going through. She dicho she stayed a few days at home, depressed about the baby. Obviously. But then she got my letter. She dicho as she was lectura it she was packing the car to come see me. It took her three days, but she finally came to see me in person, because she dicho she had to.
Then, as we were lying together on the bed,both of us still soaking wet, watching the sun set, she told me what she had drove all the way up to Mayfield to tell me.Youre not gonna beleive this.
She told me she did like me, as well. más than liked me. And she dicho thats why.....we cant be in contact for the remainder of the time im here, because of my origional hallucination about her.She doesnt think it will be "helpful" to the healing process.
The look in her eyes, i could tell she felt immensly guilty. And i was frustrated with that, and mad at myself, and just generally depressed with her news. But mostly i was just hurting, because i knew she was hurting to.
Then she left out the window,and i sat on the soaking cama for six hours.
Shes on her way back now, she'll be back at work por thursday.
-House
Princeton Plainsboro
Teaching Hospital
506 arce calle
office #326
Wilson-
So Cuddy has all but dissapeared. tu havent heard from her in weeks. She hasnt responded to my letters, answered your phone calls, o shown up for work since the baby incident. Its a mystery, a puzzle, just begging to be peiced together, wich, as tu know, i enjoy.
But tu know what i enjoy even más than getting puzzles?
Solving them.
I have solved this puzzle.
It was really quite simple. After a few days of endless tortured thinking, the answer came to me. Literally.
At 11:58 a.m.,while i was lying awake staring at the cieling, which i have found myself doing every night (it really is fascinating how little one actually needs sleep)when i heard a little taptaptapping noise. at my window. I assumed it was the pounding driving rain, so i ignored it. But after an hora and a half, it became obvious it wasnt rain and impossible to ignore.
~
Now prepare yourself. In group therapy, all they ever tell us to do is be open about our feelings. Im about to be very very open with my feelings, so pay attentio, because this is never happening again.
~
there was solution to our little puzzle, standing in the rain, waiting for me to let her in because visiting hours end at seven thirty.
I let her in the window, and she gave me a huge hug. And even though she was sopping wet and freezing, i even hugged back.
We sat on the bed, and we talked for a long,long while.We talked about what shes been going through. She dicho she stayed a few days at home, depressed about the baby. Obviously. But then she got my letter. She dicho as she was lectura it she was packing the car to come see me. It took her three days, but she finally came to see me in person, because she dicho she had to.
Then, as we were lying together on the bed,both of us still soaking wet, watching the sun set, she told me what she had drove all the way up to Mayfield to tell me.Youre not gonna beleive this.
She told me she did like me, as well. más than liked me. And she dicho thats why.....we cant be in contact for the remainder of the time im here, because of my origional hallucination about her.She doesnt think it will be "helpful" to the healing process.
The look in her eyes, i could tell she felt immensly guilty. And i was frustrated with that, and mad at myself, and just generally depressed with her news. But mostly i was just hurting, because i knew she was hurting to.
Then she left out the window,and i sat on the soaking cama for six hours.
Shes on her way back now, she'll be back at work por thursday.
-House