My father happened to be a doctor, and though I loved and idealized him privately, professionally I never had any use for him or anyone connected with that science.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My father was a doctor.
My dad was a doctor, but he was just always, like, going from hospital to hospital for some reason.
We are a family of professionals, especially doctors. Thanks to my father, I got exposed to a whole lot of things. I call him a Renaissance man.
I had no specific bent toward science until my grandfather died of cancer. I decided nobody should suffer that much.
I grew up in a scientific world, the son of a neurosurgeon.
My father was a doctor, an army cardiologist.
My father said I should become a doctor and do science in my spare time, which in retrospect might not have been a bad idea, but I wasn't interested in taking care of people's ills.
My dad was a physician. As a kid, I remember driving around with him on weekends so he could do his rounds at the hospital and talk to patients. We'd spend time in the car talking about what was going on with them, their stories.
My father was a lawyer and to my best knowledge nobody in my family before had interest in science.
I think my father gave me a great reverence for medical science. He was about as opposite to the personality of House as one could imagine. He was polite and easygoing, and would have gone to great lengths to make his patients feel attended to and heard and sympathized with.