Sunday, November 19, 2006

I like Grey's Anatomy.



Thank you very much to CBS news for the loan of the picture,(I'll give it back later, I promise)

I am possibly the last person on the planet to hear of Grey's Anatomy. In my defence I'm not a huge TV fan, particularly of French TV, which is a good thing given the hours I already spend blogging and round here we, you know, make our own fun...... I am, however, a sucker for hospital dramas. I was loyal for at least a year to E.R. and even watched it in French as "Urgences" which really is loyalty. Gripping stuff and, yes, in a way it was educational and I like to think I learnt a lot. Given a pair of paddles I too can shout "Degage"and kickstart a faltering heart.

Greys Anatomy first season dvds were selling at the local hypermarche and after a few moments of "Shall I? Shan't I?" I picked one up. It seems a sort of cross between ER lite and Friends and we all enjoyed it enormously lots of sweet moments and about the same number of sad ones...and I guessed the cliffhanger at the end of programme 8 while watching episode 3. We even worked out that Meredith Grey is in reality a lot older than her screen age but, sheesh, 37 that's a lot older.....it's the lines about her mouth...

Everyone's satisfied with the dvd though you'd think we'd have had enough of hospitals this week. And while the doctors and nurses at Grasse hospital were shorter on charm and dazzlingly good looks than GA they were certainly long on professionalism so a formal thanks to them from this grateful family.

Just the tiniest of tiny criticisms, though; Perhaps one day French hospital rooms will be fitted with curtains between the beds so that examinations can be carried out without the family at the next door bed staring at the unfortunate patient. It's true. Even when I had my babies physical exams were carried out under the gaze of whoever happened to be in the room. And if ever you should need a bedpan.....let's not go there.

PS I've just remembered this. When I had my daughter I was given a thermometer which I carefully placed in my mouth under my tongue reducing everyone to screams of laughter; it should have gone under my arm or in another place but let's really not go there...And I put it in my mouth. Bleh! Another example of cultural dislocation...

4 comments:

b/sistersshoes said...

NO curtains???? That would not do at all for me. As it is...when I am in the hospital, I ask for 4 gowns...2 for the front, 2 for the back! I find them rather 'sheer' and worn and I can never keep them closed right.

I am one exTREMely modest person,
:D much love
sending it across the ocean to you,
xox darlene

Jane Poe (aka Deborah) said...

Glad that you've gotten on the Grey's Anatomy bandwagon!! I'm so unbelievably hooked (but, I promise, I won't give away the current storyline!!!)

As Dar said, no curtains? Mon dieu!

Much peace, love and hugs across the seas, JP

Anonymous said...

And I thought I was the last one to discover Grey's Anatomy... You're one step ahead buying the dvd's though. I've only seen 2 episodes of the series in french. Now I'd like to get downloading, I mean buy the dvds =)

Regarding the nablopomo, you missed a post but at least you have a valid excuse!! I was just dizzzy missing out on a day, entirly my own fault. Don't worry, even Ms. Kennedy (fussy.org) missed out on one day because of blogger trouble I think.

Anonymous said...

I'm glad I never got sick when I lived in France. Regarding the hospital and your post about grocery stores--I noticed similar cultural dislocations regarding the small stuff and felt similarly baffled. And I'm American so it's not just being British.