on why medical shows and being ill suck.

so it's been a crappy week for inga. sunday night i ended up in the local emergency room for a still unidentified all encompassing pain. because it was a sunday night and well, i'm stubborn, i decided to visit the er on my own. i mean, what better way to feel sad and pathetic than to drive yourself to the er? but i digress.

so sunday evening i found myself wrapped in ill-fitting hospital gown (inga is short; the gowns are designed for yao ming) and on a bed in the 'alcove' er room. before you think 'oh, score! inga got a swanky er room!' let me explain: the alcove room is the space at the end of a hallway with a curtain that slides *almost* all the way across the opening. almost. so as i sat in the alcove "room," wrapped in blankets, shivering, in pain, and bored, i was privvy to the number one reason why medical shows on t.v. suck.

thanks to meredith grey, the most unsympathetic and unlikeable t.v. character ever, and her pretend t.v. doctor friends' constant shagging in supply closets, thanks to every stupid and ridiculous and fake t.v. scenario on ER, thanks to the pompous new doctor on some stupid new 3 Pounds,
thanks to essentially every t.v. doctor since marcus welby or quincy
(though, admittedly, he worked with dead people), i have no faith in any emergency room worker at all.

why? well, i spent my time in the alcove watching doctors and nurses chit chat (likely setting up a rendevous or two in the nearest closet), youngish looking boys in scrubs looking all angsty (looking for a patient with whom to score?), custodians skulking after nurses (leering? planning a kidnapping?), and i thought, crap. i hope there's nothing seriously wrong with me. it's so obvious i'm interrupting flirty-time and i bet, if i had to be rushed to surgery, i'd foil someone's attempt at sleeping with someone.

so thank goodness surgery was not required sunday night.

and here's why being ill sucks: sure, you get to stay home from work and all, but you're so miserable and grumpy, it's not even fun. i didn't watch one crappy soap opera or game show or law & order repeat. not one! what's the point of being sick if you don't even feel like bad t.v.? sheesh.

but the good news? lots of pain medicine. pain meds rock! except the one that states on the label "do NOT recline for 30 minutes after taking this product!" err, excuse me? aren't sick people supposed to recline?