I am almost always eventually right.

I'm the most curious man in the world. Edit

NAME » Gregory House
SPECIES » Jerk
GENDER » What a man B)
SERIES » House MD
CANON POINT » S1E21
LOSS » Ability to be alone for an extended period (more than 8-10 hours)
ROOM » 1501. But fuck stairs, he's sleeping in the clinic. B|
THEME » My body is a cage
JOURNAL » stateofatrophy
HMD » anon ON | screened ON | ip logging OFF
PLAYER » Alcyone

Medical screwing. It's what I do. Edit

In the ninth episode of the first season of the series, after hearing House’s name, the patient says, “Yeah, I heard about him. Obsessive son of a bitch?”

House in five words.

He is an arrogant, cynical misanthrope, obsessed with solving puzzles. He also happens to be brilliant at what he does.

Gregory House, or just House as even his friends refer to him, is a board-certified diagnostician with a double specialty of infectious disease and nephrology. He studied at Johns Hopkins University, one of the toughest medical schools to get into in the United States, and later entered a prestigious internship at the Mayo Clinic. However, due to academic misconduct, he was expelled. He was accepted to the University of Michigan’s Medical School and completed his final year of studies there. Even after graduation, his habit of misconduct and rebellion against authority never faded.

He is generally described as an insane man who does insane things. The only reason others put up with his actions is because he is, more often than not,

right. He hunts down “interesting” cases and refuses to let them go until he solves them. He can read a person with just a look. He can even diagnose conditions with the briefest glance. However, these cases bore him. The common cold, the diabetic, the coma patient…he does not concern himself with those. The only cases that spark his enthusiasm are those that have stumped everyone else. The cases that are odd, weird or just have no explanation. He usually solves them—and with enough time to save his patient’s life. Unfortunately for his coworkers, his patients and their families, they have to put up with his prickly (at best) and downright cruel (at worst) personality.

House was an army brat and the result of his mother’s affair with a Unitarian minister. John House, his father if not by blood, was a pilot in the United States Marines Corps. and the family traveled around the world. Brilliant even as a child, both his highly demanding father and his loving mother had high hopes for him. He learned to speak fluent Mandarin Chinese, Spanish, Portuguese and Hindi, as well as having working knowledge of several others. He cultivated diverse interests, from chemistry to playing the piano. However, his isolation from people his age and his poor relationship with his parents contributed to the development of a loner streak. When he was twelve, basing his hypothesis on dominant genetic characteristics he did not share with his father and with the knowledge that the man had been away during House’s conception, House confronted John about not being biologically related. They did not speak for an entire summer, but later resumed some semblance of a normal relationship. Nevertheless, John was very tough with House, bordering and sometimes crossing into the abusive. House says of his father, “...he liked things the way he liked them. And he believed in discipline. He was right, I suppose, because I hardly ever screwed up when he was around. Too scared of being forced to sleep in the yard or take a bath in ice.”

Two years after this confrontation, the family was stationed in Japan. It was here that House decided to specialize in medicine. After a schoolmate fell and was injured rock climbing, House accompanied him to the hospital. They passed a man in the hall, a janitor. While hospitalized, his friend came down with an infection and the doctors did not know what to do. So they called in the janitor. He was actually a doctor and the best one in the hospital. He was also a Buraku, one of Japan’s untouchables. He did not try to fit in. He did not dress as a doctor; he did not behave as a doctor. But the hospital needed him. “Because he was right. Which meant that nothing else mattered. And they had to listen to him.” These three sentences provide great insight into the inner working of House’s mind and why he acts and thinks as he does. He likes to be right. He needs to know, he needs to understand and he needs to be right. Because he has nothing else anymore.

He was never a cheerful individual to begin with and things only took a sharp downturn after he reported to the Emergency Room five years before the start of the series with severe pain in his right leg. For three days, the doctors did not

know what was wrong. House was the one who diagnosed his own infarction—and that the myoglobin released by the dying and dead muscle tissue was causing his kidneys to shut down. He refused to have his leg amputated despite the danger. However, once he was in a chemically induced coma to help him get through the worst of the pain, his girlfriend and medical proxy Stacy agreed to surgery to have the dead muscle tissue in his thigh removed. The surgery worked. He survived. He got to keep his leg. And he was left in constant pain. He saw what Stacy had done as a betrayal and broke off his relationship with her. He retreated further behind the walls he had already erected around himself.

By his canon point, he refuses to see patients unless absolutely necessary. As he says, no patient likes a sick doctor and he walks with a cane and obvious limp. He rarely uses the doctor’s white coat and when he does it’s to be an ass rather than to show any sort of respect for the field. Addicted to Vicodin after he abused them in order to manage his pain, he pops them like vitamins, especially when someone near him says or does something stupid. He alienates people and refuses to let anyone too close. He has only one friend in his colleague, Dr. James Wilson. His truest held belief is that everybody lies—and he's not an exception to the rule. He is bitter, snide and horrendously sarcastic. He manipulates those around him, performs acts of dubious morality and/or legality and he sometimes appears to see just that curious case of strange symptoms rather than a human life.

He is also extremely vulnerable and extremely hurt and in need of as much saving as any of his patients.

I don't like anybody. Edit

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