If these things were true:
1) I have an illness that is not easily treated and that requires hospitalization
2) I have a lot of money and nothing to spend it on
Then I would do the following:
1) Pay Hugh Laurie a few million dollars to act like Dr. House
2) Pay a writer for House to write snappy dialogue for him
3) Pay the best doctors in the world to diagnose and treat me
Everything the doctors have to tell me they will tell Hugh Laurie instead, and then he will limp into room with fake reluctance and tell me that I was going to die but then come back after a few hours, pretending that he had reached some kind of epiphany and do something clever to cure me and then tell me that I’m going to be okay.
I would even spring for a cardboard cutout of Lisa Edelstein to stand in the hallway, making this face:
