Thursday, April 23, 2009
I Hate Grey's Anatomy
Tonight, I turned on Grey's Anatomy to pass some time while I was feeding Grayson just before bed. Big mistake on my part. I do love medical shows - it probably goes back to my desire to be a doctor or nurse as a kid. I can honestly say that ER was one of my favorite shows in high school and college. I watched Grey's Anatomy when it first started, but I'm more of a fair weather friend. I tune in when my husband doesn't mind or when they have a crazy story line going on - for instance, Izzy dying. So, tonight, I turn on my TV... there are people dying of cancer, including a little girl. Day in, day out, I'm following Stellan, Kayleigh, Gabe and Jonah, Tuesday, Tricia and Gwyneth, praying for healing, praying for life and that these children live, and it's emotional and stressful. It even touched a little too close to home last month when my cousin's baby, Baby J, went through his own share of problems. I remember sitting in this very spot and literally sobbing when reading that little Tuesday had lost her battle with cancer. So, sitting down tonight for some mindless TV ended up being quite the opposite. As I sit in the very spot I was in when I heard that Stellan wasn't doing well today, that Gabe was missed yesterday on his 1st birthday, that Tricia is back in the hospital with pneumonia, I looked to a television program to take my mind off of the suffering that surrounds me in blogworld. And I watched a little girl die in the arms of her father. I hate Grey's Anatomy.