As he boarded the plane for Mexico he had a lot going through his mind. He was anxious to get to Mexico because he had not been able to get in touch with anyone to make sure everything was ok.
He had found the time to write a detik letter to Cuddy. He was doing his best to work through his feelings. He didn;t know if she would read the letters. He wasn't even sure he would be able to get it to her." He pulled the letter out to read it one lebih time to see if he really wanted to send it.
Cuddy,
I've been back a few months and everything is so different. I realize lebih than ever how special the teams that were built at Princeton were. The hospital is in such disarray and financial crisis. I realize how special we all were together.
I met a family while in Mexico and there was an eight tahun old. He found me in a drunken stupor with no money and an infected leg. I think I was close to dying. He brought me food and took care of me. He got me to a village that was mainly an orphanage and there a doctor treated the infection and my addiction.
As I got to know the doctor I told him that I had been a doctor and I had some issues that made it impossible for me to go home. He didn't pertanyaan me and told me he would help me if I would help him. I stayed and helped him with the kids. They were so young and their parents couldn't take care of them so they had just brought them to the orphanage and left them.
None of those kids were unhappy though. They were all so grateful to have people taking care of them. One night I got up and I could hear one of them crying and when I found the one crying it was the little boy who had helped me. His name was Rafael. He was having trouble breathing and after doing the limited testing they have available I found it was a jantung defect.
I couldn't fix him and I couldn't get him a transplant. I had Dominica doing as much as she could from the states and she would mail me as much medicine as she could get her hands on. I was doing some doctoring for some of the richer sect to make money and get my hands on extra drugs for Rafael and the other children.
When I got the call that berkata anda had dropped the charges I thought maybe I would be able to get Rafael a jantung transplant so I came back. That was my first thought.
My detik thought was how you've always looked past all my actions to see my why I did the things I did. anda loved me sacrificially much like the children in the orphanage loved their parents. But that is the whole thing anda were not my parent.You wanted to be my partner.
I took advantage for years of the fact that anda wanted to "help" me, to "fix" me. anda gave me every reason to drop my guard and to trust you. I couldn't take a chance that anda would see who I was. That anda would see me and decide.............
I think I knew I would lose anda but at least it was because of something I did and not that anda "saw me: and decided I wasn't what anda wanted.
I was incapable of trusting anyone with all of my jantung but I think anda incapable of trusting me. The fact that anda were waiting on me to screw up made it harder for me to do anything else.
"I also think that anda kept me at arms length." anda didn't tell me what anda wanted. I was out there spinning trying to figure out what to do and anda didn't tell me I was close to losing anda atau how anda felt. anda yelled, anda shut the door on me, but anda didn't talk to me.
When I did things that I knew would bother anda your reaction was different than it had ever been. If it was something I didn't want to do I found a reason to bail out. I drank to get away from the things I was worrying about. anda wanted to know I could handle pressures and I showed anda that I couldn't. I thought anda would talk and that anda would open up but anda never did.
I did take vicodin so I wouldn't have to feel the fear that anda were feeling but I was really believed anda were dying and that I just had to be there.
I pushed anda for years and I did cruel things. I put anda through hell. I think we started this relationship with too much baggage. anda finally berkata enough is enough. I am so sorry that I could have hurt Rachel atau you. I told anda that hari that it wasn't your fault but I didn't believe that.
I know now that most of this was my fault.
Thank anda for dropping the charges. Thank anda for loving me. I really do hope anda are happy.
P.S.Lisa I ..............I do cinta you. I still miss your touch. I miss "you." If I could do it over I would do so many things differently.
House
As he folded the letter he put it in the zipper part of his carry on.
As the plane touched down House stood up to get his carry on and he didn't realize that the letter fell out. He also didn't notice that Lucas had been on the flight.
He had found the time to write a detik letter to Cuddy. He was doing his best to work through his feelings. He didn;t know if she would read the letters. He wasn't even sure he would be able to get it to her." He pulled the letter out to read it one lebih time to see if he really wanted to send it.
Cuddy,
I've been back a few months and everything is so different. I realize lebih than ever how special the teams that were built at Princeton were. The hospital is in such disarray and financial crisis. I realize how special we all were together.
I met a family while in Mexico and there was an eight tahun old. He found me in a drunken stupor with no money and an infected leg. I think I was close to dying. He brought me food and took care of me. He got me to a village that was mainly an orphanage and there a doctor treated the infection and my addiction.
As I got to know the doctor I told him that I had been a doctor and I had some issues that made it impossible for me to go home. He didn't pertanyaan me and told me he would help me if I would help him. I stayed and helped him with the kids. They were so young and their parents couldn't take care of them so they had just brought them to the orphanage and left them.
None of those kids were unhappy though. They were all so grateful to have people taking care of them. One night I got up and I could hear one of them crying and when I found the one crying it was the little boy who had helped me. His name was Rafael. He was having trouble breathing and after doing the limited testing they have available I found it was a jantung defect.
I couldn't fix him and I couldn't get him a transplant. I had Dominica doing as much as she could from the states and she would mail me as much medicine as she could get her hands on. I was doing some doctoring for some of the richer sect to make money and get my hands on extra drugs for Rafael and the other children.
When I got the call that berkata anda had dropped the charges I thought maybe I would be able to get Rafael a jantung transplant so I came back. That was my first thought.
My detik thought was how you've always looked past all my actions to see my why I did the things I did. anda loved me sacrificially much like the children in the orphanage loved their parents. But that is the whole thing anda were not my parent.You wanted to be my partner.
I took advantage for years of the fact that anda wanted to "help" me, to "fix" me. anda gave me every reason to drop my guard and to trust you. I couldn't take a chance that anda would see who I was. That anda would see me and decide.............
I think I knew I would lose anda but at least it was because of something I did and not that anda "saw me: and decided I wasn't what anda wanted.
I was incapable of trusting anyone with all of my jantung but I think anda incapable of trusting me. The fact that anda were waiting on me to screw up made it harder for me to do anything else.
"I also think that anda kept me at arms length." anda didn't tell me what anda wanted. I was out there spinning trying to figure out what to do and anda didn't tell me I was close to losing anda atau how anda felt. anda yelled, anda shut the door on me, but anda didn't talk to me.
When I did things that I knew would bother anda your reaction was different than it had ever been. If it was something I didn't want to do I found a reason to bail out. I drank to get away from the things I was worrying about. anda wanted to know I could handle pressures and I showed anda that I couldn't. I thought anda would talk and that anda would open up but anda never did.
I did take vicodin so I wouldn't have to feel the fear that anda were feeling but I was really believed anda were dying and that I just had to be there.
I pushed anda for years and I did cruel things. I put anda through hell. I think we started this relationship with too much baggage. anda finally berkata enough is enough. I am so sorry that I could have hurt Rachel atau you. I told anda that hari that it wasn't your fault but I didn't believe that.
I know now that most of this was my fault.
Thank anda for dropping the charges. Thank anda for loving me. I really do hope anda are happy.
P.S.Lisa I ..............I do cinta you. I still miss your touch. I miss "you." If I could do it over I would do so many things differently.
House
As he folded the letter he put it in the zipper part of his carry on.
As the plane touched down House stood up to get his carry on and he didn't realize that the letter fell out. He also didn't notice that Lucas had been on the flight.