You'll have to excuse me if this recap is a bit sloppier than usual; I have a nasty cold and I'm trying my best! I called my local hospital asked them send a team of doctors over to make me feel better since I'm on deadline and can't leave my house, but they hung up on me. Apparently, the real world is nothing like House after all. Anyway, a man lies in his foyer surrounded by flowers. He's having trouble seeing and staying conscious as a team of paramedics break his front door down and rudely step on his flowers in an attempt to save his life. They get him on a stretcher and outside, en route to PPTH, but it seems that our patient has heard stories of the nightmare treatment he can expect there and snaps out of whatever state he was in, punching out one of the paramedics and running back into his house and closing the door. The paramedics beg him to reconsider, saying he could be dying, but the man just wants to be left alone.
Cameron comes to House and the Cottages with the case, saying it's a thirty-five year-old man with a headache and seizures. House wants to know the CT scan results, but Cameron says they "can't" do the CT scan. House says that had better be because the man's head is too large to fit into the CT scanner tube, but only House's head is that big, and that's purely figurative. Cameron explains that the patient also severely agoraphobic and refuses to leave his house. Kumar asks if that's a symptom, too, but Cameron says the man, Stewart, was shot seven years ago, so the agoraphobia is PTSD-related. House doesn't say anything about the fact that he, too, was shot, because we're all supposed to forget that that ever happened.
Taub the needlessly curious asks Cameron how she got this case since the patient obviously didn't come to the ER, and Cameron says she runs PPTH's community outreach program (OF COURSE), which has probably become very popular in the past few years as PPTH's free clinic has apparently closed. At least, that's why I'm assuming we never get to see it anymore. Cameron met Stewart last year when he had the flu. And yet, here I am, sick on the couch surrounded by used tissues and cough drops, and no one has bothered to stop by and talk to me through my front door. What the hell? House, for his part, accuses Cameron of trying to work her way back onto the team, but is quickly snapped out of paying attention when he sees Cuddy outside the meeting room holding a file and looking at him expectantly. House is not pleased, but goes outside anyway.