"The human life is made up of choices. Yes or no. In or out. Up or down. And then there are the choices that matter. Love or hate. To be a hero or to be a coward. To fight or to give in. To live. Or die. Live or die. That's the important choice. And it's not always in our hands." - Derek Shepherd
Today I finished a really great book, and in that really great book it talked a lot about hospitals and you know what I realized, I don't really like hospitals. Think about it, we have built a building devoted to death, and at the same time one devoted to life. Quite the yin and yang.
In the main hospital shows I watch (Grey's, the old Scrubs, and ER) there has been pain and suffering. Even in quite little Scrubs that's supposed to be happy and funny. That nice little old lady dies and that nurse. In ER's final season opening that amazing black doctor died and his brother watched it happen. Then we have the messed up characters like the one with no kidney and lack of child, then the one who killed a murder on purpose and then he died of cancer. Goodness, even little British chick has a messed up love life. Then Grey's, where do I start here? Izzy? George? Denny? And now the whole shooting thing, people are going to be so depressed next season. I'm surprised any of these character can still stand!
I think I would like to be a psychologist. I've always wanted to listen to people's problems and list off weird mental illnesses. Then again, that could get dramatic, can you just see it being made into a TV show? Hello, any of my patients could bring a gun into the session and bang! people drop like flies.
No comments:
Post a Comment