Anyone see House last night? The patient was a little old man (played by Joel Grey from Cabaret) who was dying of some mysterious horrible disease. House wanted to find out what the disease was; the little old man just wanted House to inject him with morphine and kill him. House made a deal: If he didn't figure out what was wrong within 24 hours, then he'd go ahead and kill the little old man. So the expert medical team stayed up all night long -- so long that the makeup department had to put dark circles under their eyes and muss their hair -- until they came up with a diagnosis.
Of course, you knew this couldn't be the real diagnosis, because it was only 7:20, and House never pins down the true diagnosis until at least 7:45, often later. Turns out that around 7:45 they figured out that poor Joel Grey had amyloidosis, which is a condition related to myeloma, where the protein builds up in the organs. He died at the end of the episode, possibly because the dark-circle-eyed beautiful woman doctor injected him with morphine after all.
I'll tell you that I did have a brief moment of triumph when I saw how relieved House was when he thought it was "only" myeloma. "There are treatments," he told the little old man. "You're not terminal." House should know, I thought. He is a SUPER GENIUS. Plus, he's totally faking an American accent, and you can't even tell.
I like it when fictional characters help me feel better about my life.