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ACL: A crazy lust
Certainly living with Amanda these last four months has changed some of my habits. I have learned things like putting kitchen utensils back where you found them, why separating laundry matters and all sorts of bathroom etiquette (Girls appeal to a higher standard of clean, no more smell test).
One of the things living with Amanda has also changed is the television I watch. There are, apparently, hundreds of channels on TV that do not show sports. Weird I know. Not that there’s anything wrong with 17 hours a day of Sports Center. So we watch some TV together at night, and she will watch football or college basketball, but the rest doesn’t stick so much. Can’t blame her.
By the way do you see a trend here? This is a blog about my upcoming knee surgery, and I like to open with long, ramblesome expanded metaphors. Because if you’ve come this far, I think you’ll stick around for the goods.
Anyway one of the shows she watches…..and yes you could read between the lines that I watch it too though I WILL NOT say it….is Grey’s Anatomy.
You know, the one with the pretty doctors saying medical terms and fretting about everything EXCEPT the person they are operating on?
Here are my top five reasons why I hope actual surgery differs from TV surgery.
5. Emotional baggage is the most interesting thing going on at a hospital.
Your boyfriend is cheating on you, or you or cheating on him, or you are cheating on Jesus (weird), or you have mommy issues, or you adopt children, or fight back white walkers beyond the wall (wait, wrong show), and all the while the show devotes 50 minutes to drama, and 5 minutes to medicine. Personally, I appreciate the entertainment value of Maury Povich I would just like to think surgeons are emotional stable people, and leave their baggage at the door.
Of course that’s difficult when the person helping you operate is *gasp* your once/past/future lover/sex object/unwitting member of a bizarre love triange. Which brings us to…
4. Odd sexual glances from over the surgery mask.
I would think writing a TV show for 8 years is difficult, you eventually run out of things to do. Fortunately, there is nearly an unlimited supply of medical terminology for pretty actors to say. If it ain’t broke…
Anyway the tour de force of Grey’s Anatomy is the the over-the-mask sexual glance. I picture the planning meetings go something like: “Yeah, surgery is cool, but you know what it’s lacking? Sexual tension. Now that’s what I call a plot twist.” And the only way to do it? Zoom in on the eyes, make love to the camera, look like you have a little sneaky secret that only you, and the other four people you have slept with in the OR know about. Which brings us to…
3. Is anyone allowed in the operating room?
So a there was a terrible trampoline accident, and bodies start rolling into the ER, people are screaming, blood is shooting everywhere like a squirt gun filled with cool-aid, and you, and only you have the power to save this insignificant, nameless person. Surgery is going well… you’re connecting the whatever to the whatever, bring me some of that whatever, STAT!… when out of nowhere, your lesbian lover (and her secret boyfriend) decide to scrub into the operating room.
Because now is a good time to talk. And hey listen, I know we’re legally married in the state of California, but I’m just exploring my emotions right now in a sexual way.
Fortunately, for watchers, the other selling point is right around the corner: a strong moral message about how hard the choices in life can be, which brings us to…
2. WHERE IS THAT VOICE COMING FROM?!? IS THE NARRATION IN MY HEAD?! SERIOUSLY, DO YOU GUYS HEAR THIS?!
Perhaps all surgeons share a collective subconscious voice that gives sound to all their thoughts. Perhaps that voice belongs to a middle-aged, bulldog-faced lady doctor.
When the plot meanders together in the end of the episode, and the voice over starts with “Sometimes when you’re alone, and the watching…,” throw in a couple “…because you never know…the most important things in life…don’t know ’till it’s gone…” and you’re done. But all the doctors are hearing this right? Or maybe hearing voices is part of being a surgeon.
I can’t think of a clever segway. Which brings us to..
1. Melancholy and the Unnecessary sadness
You know when you start an episode with a mother picking out baby names, or the young man talking about his big life plans, or the bus full of orphans going on a field trip, or the penguin laying an egg, that things are probably not going to work out to well in the future for that person. (So I haven’t seen a Grey’s Anatomy about penguins, but imagine the saddest thing you can think of happening to a penguin in surgery….If only he could lift his flipper a little further….)
Basically you present a patient; this is a person with something they want to do, and for effect we are going to kill them off before the episode ends. Cut to: skateboard with wheels spinning, abandoned teddy bear, penguin egg cracked, cold, alone. Sadness floods the room.
Certainly they are not the first to use this device. Ever read Hemingway’s six word story?
For Sale, baby shoes, never worn.
There. Now you have. Don’t say I never taught you anything.
So all that to say this, surgery on Thursday, 10 AM. Little nervous.