Whether you love the show or not,Househas made an impression, especially in the medical world.
So here is my humble submission of thanks to the show that has been with me during long nights of studying, fun weekends, and in the classroom.
Top 10 things House MD taught me
- It’s never lupus(except for in one episode when it was!)
- The do’s and don’ts of being afemale medical professional. Because there’s no question that it’s got challenges of its own and the show has created wonderfully real, complex, flawed, strong female doctors who struggle with real life issues. Also, my business wear definitely has a few nods to Cuddy (blazers, scarves, and dresses) and Thirteen (boots, multi-functional tops that can be dressed up or down). I highly recommend the episode “5 to 9”; a must for any female medical professional!
- Thatinsurance companies would kill meif I practiced medicine like House.
- Medicine is an art, not a science.
- Everybody lies.
- Everybody lies. And when you start to talk to patients, doctors, your peers, and even yourself, you’ll be humored, shocked, and humbled by the truths these lies are trying to hide.
- It’s okay to like immature stuffeven if you’re a doctor. It’s awesome!
- The purpose of a DNR(Do Not Resuscitate). As House perfectly stated, a DNR doesn’t mean you give up on a patient. Rather, that you do everything in your power to help the patient until no options are available. This is a very critical medical ethics issue that deserves greater discussion in the medical community.
- Never date your colleagues. Cute Australian accent? Working on a clinical drug trial for your genetic disease? Witty repartee, unresolved sexual tension, and feelings harbored since medical school? JUST SAY NO.
- The pain you are afraid or ashamed of, can change lives. Pain is an integral, central theme in the show. House himself is constantly wrestling with pain versus sedation, physical and mental pain, just to scratch the surface. Many physicians search for redemption, meaning, or better understanding of their personal pain through their profession. There is no question that the doctors ofHouse do just that as wounded healers, especially House. Starting as an adolescent watching the show to a medical student now, this message has touched me deeply. So thank you. Thank you for being there for me when I was hurting. Thank you for teaching me that my wounds make me a better, stronger person, not a weaker one. Thank you for showing me that my past injuries can help others who are injured, too. And that, ultimately, while we may all be in pain, that doesn’t mean we should ever give up on others or ourselves.
Love from a long time fan,
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I sat there just for a second. The car reeked of fryer oil and body odor. The rain was hitting hard.
CLAP.
Thunder and lightening illuminated the night. Wind roared. The rain slid sideways and pattered against the glass. It was the only thing that separated me from another world; another world that I felt like I had been living in every single day.
I dropped my phone and opened the car door mid gust. The air was muggy, warm, and had a sweetness about it. The first rain drops hit my skin. So refreshing. So real. I felt alive.
Before I knew it, I was on the ground, rain drops staining my red polo, bleeding in to my clothes. I just stopped caring. I forgot about the troubles of the night, they just washed right off and down the grass, to the road, into some drain that I hoped would carry them away and I would never see again. The longer I laid there, the more I felt like I was apart of the grass. My hair turned into noodles and clothes into sponges. It soaked me up and I felt happy, just for a split second.
I closed my eyes. The world tuned out for a second. I felt nothing but relief and utter euphoria. I could not even recall the last time I felt so carefree, so alive, so me. Reality just felt like a bad storm: family problems, money issues, unhappy people, death… all so troubling and stressing. When was the rainbow after the storm going to appear? I didn’t have an answer, still don’t. But, under the rain just for a second, it felt okay to let go. It felt okay to just remember that I am human afterall.