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Friday, August 27, 2004

Eureka! 

It's finally hit me.

I've always enjoyed watching "ER" and "scrubs" and been slightly overawed at the amounts of realism injected into every episode. (I was rather much less than impressed at Singapore's attempts at a "home grown" medishow. bah.)

ER's so medi-savvy the actors could probably do the real thing if they wanted to, 'cept they'd get paid less - and scrubs captures the human element of healthcare in a much more down-to-earth manner, sans fancy soundtrack. and the characters' heads aren't quite as firmly stuck in their arses or up in the clouds as the ER bunch :p (I'm talking reel life here, not real life.) I mean, come on - which ER has an Abbey lookalike anyhow, and how many of us genuinely live lives quite as extraordinarily mundane?

Scrubs is easier for me to identify with on a personal level, and ER on a professional level. (one of my friends once compared me to zach bruff and said I reminded her of him. Well... harumpph, I think I'm much better looking than him, thankyouverymuch. laughs. not. Although I do have more... cough, preen... manly features. I do, don't I. Right? No? sniff.)

BUT, but, and BUT.

something's always bugged me about the shows.

And now, eureka by jove - I have it!

The characters all walk with a bounce in their steps, their shoulders sway imperceptibly as they do that cool-manwalk, they... glow.

Real life casualty doctors and nurses, in contrast shuffle. Sometimes they stretch and grab their backs and make noises like "owww." and "ooof". And they say things like "I can't wait to get home to bed."

Their eyes might glint once in a while, usually at the start of shift, and yeah, some of them do flounce a weeny bit. But by the end of that ten / twelve hours I'd like to see any of them looking as bright-eyed and bushy tailed as the ER bunch. I've even harboured dangerous fantasies of flopping onto one of the trollies and going to sleep ALL BY MYSELF (ha. I preempted you dirty lot) cept for the horrific possibility of waking up on a geriatric ward, which is the #1 reason patients with heart attacks always take their own discharges. Ostensibly to die somewhere civilised, where the other people in the house can actually speak.

Real-life cardiac arrests usually run more like this :

"okay, what's the story?"

paramed : "yaddayaddayadda. yadda. oh, and yadda. can we go now?"

"okay. adrenaline please."

"adrenaline."

(yawn) "who's scribing?"

"I am."

"have you started timing?"

"oh."

pause.

"isn't anyone going to do the CPR or do I have to do it myself?"

"oh."

(yawn)

"three minutes. time."

"okay, everyone stop for a rhythm check"

"still in asystole... no, no wait. VF now." (note the conspicuous absence of an exclamation mark. In ER, they say "VF!!!!!!!!!!!" and some woman's breasts will start heaving dramatically. err. scratch that.)

"oh. bugger. okay put on the pads, and prepare to shock."

Okay, now imagine all that in your heads, but make the characters look and sound slightly bored. yeah, now you've got the picture.

Hmm although *someone* I know has once attended a singularly strange arrest during which one of the sisters suddenly reached across during the pause for rhythm check, and deliberately undid the top two blouse buttons of the other sister who was doing the cardiac compressions.
It was a very strange moment. cough. Slightly sexy. Very disturbing.

shakes head to clear the image. That's probably the most tense moment in a casualty department I've ever experienced.

all that oestrogen in the air. and testosterone. (the parameds decided to... linger after that.) as that *someone* expressed at the time, somedays he feels far too young for the job.

uh. goodnight out there.

*****
More femininty

Lysithea's thoughts :

"gentle, alluring, attractive, beautiful, pretty, attractive, sexy, radiant, alluring, seductive, loveable, kirei"

... No, no, no! no no. I was trying to write precisely that...

I don't agree. niet. nein. That sounds disgustingly like the Stepford Wife (as opposed to The Bradford Wife). That sounds like what SheWhoShallNotBeNamed calls being a "shu nu" (and I for once agree with her).

That is not feminity, that's a brand name - a stereotype.

That is femininty, as defined by A man, or a group of men.

Femininity is not about being a woman. It is about being Womanly. Even a fiesty wench can be feminine. Even Jennifer Garner is feminine. And look at her muscles. heh.

Femininity includes the terms above - and excludes them. It encompasses, but doesn't have to be all, or even any of the above.

It's too nebulous for me to define. And I'm male so I don't understand it. But I think, or at least I'd like to believe that it's not a stereotype.

gentle... alluring?? spit.

*****
Hmm.

Should I be surprised?

Sapphire
! You are most Like A Sapphire !
Dark, mysterious - but unforgettable. You have a deep beauty. Delicate, and shy you try to stay away from the limelight but often your intelligence puts you in at the deep end. You're like a Sapphire, because, your beauty is priceless. You're intelligent, full of opinions, and not big-headed about it all. Sometimes you need to put yourself out there, as you can be a bit shy. Congratulations ... You're the mysterious gem everybody wants to have and learn more about.
?? Which Precious Gem Are You ??

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