Dr. Greg House, MD

Holidays are crap. You want to know why? Because they inflate you with unrealistic expectations of what a day should be. I expected to be in a turkey induced stupor, not moving more than necessary to complete my Jabba the Hutt impression. Instead, I'm eating not as heartily, walking just as infrequently and doubling my dosage because I was without vicodin for longer than necessary the day before Thanksgiving. That is what sucks. That is what makes this month crap. Screw your train. You were either alive or dead. When you're dead what do you have to worry about from there? You get back up anyways.

I'm thankful for my vicodin today. Tomorrow it better be the same. While I'm at it, I'm thankful for a newly developed case of some kind. That means my life hasn't completely descended into meaninglessness. When I'm more into celebrating, there'll be pie.

Filtered to Dr. Chase, Dr. Cameron, and Dr. Wilson Because He Feels Like It;
The midget as inconveniently disappeared again when we have an ample opportunity to utilize her particular talents. Great. Just when I was in the cheating to win mood.

What are we working with then? I trust that Plan A has been put into effect. I'm going to spare a guess that it's in the process of failing. Did we ever get a Plan B behind the second door? If not we'll have to play pin the tail on the treatment. Oh boy.

[cranky voice;]

I don't even get the chance to stretch and say "ah, all better." Three days stuck solid that means that for seventy two hours I was stuck in one single position without any vicodin. Standing.

[called out over his shoulder]

Eden, why didn't you try and lay me down?

[grumble sigh]

This is not a small violin solo. This is a professional opinion.

I need my vicodin. This isn't a joke. I'm in pain. Do you even know what that is? Not a stubbed toe. Not a migraine, unless you think that a migraine persists after sleeping or medication. The vicodin doesn't even make it better. It makes it bearable. Advil won't help. And I've taken an entire days needed dosage. I'll settle for liquid even though I could end up in a coma at this point. I don't care. It wasn't with me unless people are capable of stealing from statues. I don't care if you're a druggie and you sell yourself for the next happy trip. You took it and its mine.

[Voice Post]

[There is water sloshing.]

M-my name is G-Gregory House. I-I don't know what t-time it is. A-april the....[gives up on stats.]

[Pause, shuttering breathing on the line.]

 I'm... The patient is en-t-t-tering stage two of hypother-m-mia. Losing f-feeling in fingers. Failed test to touch forefinger and t-thumb to-g-gether. Shaking n-near unbearable. M-morphine withdrawal not h-helping.

L-Lisa C-cuddy, phys-physic-doctor in New York n-needs letter of r-resign-nation.

[Additional recording.]

D-delusions begin.

Based upon the one theory, that a person can't read within dreams which I am doing at this very moment, this Bermuda Triangle of a cityscape is more likely not a dream than it had been. I'm not incorrect but it doesn't look like I'm right so far. I need a new approach... So, this would been that my subconscious is still hyper active likely stimulated by whatever the hell is going on.

Where's a magic 8 ball when you really need direction? I love asking questions with answers like "I don't know" or "no one knows". Or better yet, answers based on what everyone else says. I think those are my most favorite of all.

One left. Just one. Today is going to suck. Can anyone tell me about the prescription policy at the hospital?