Ok, am I the only one watching this show?
Please tell me I’m not, because if I’m the only one watching, then it might get cancelled! I heart this show, and I’m not usually a fan of medical dramas. I do not watch “Grey’s” (isn’t that what you die-hards call it? “Grey’s?”). I only watched “ER” when it first started, and I won’t even talk about “Scrubs.”
I think I love this show because it’s about nurses. Yes, some of the scenarios are unrealistic. For instance, one week they had a patient on there who got a hand transplant, and he later found out the hand came from a child molester. In the end, he actually locked himself in an OR, and cut the hand off! Totally gross! So, yes, that was completely unrealistic, but it did make me think.
There are funny parts to the show too, and definitely some sad parts. I usually cry every week, but that’s just me.
So, there I was watching it on Wednesday night, and at the end of the show they say, “Stay tuned for scenes from an all new episode of Mercy coming in two weeks.” What?! I hate it when they do that! I don’t want to wait two weeks! I immediately started dropping F bombs, but then I hear “There will also be a new cast member joining in 2 weeks.”
Ok, you have my attention now. And then it happened. What happened? This is what flashed on the tv:
My jaw hit the floor, and I whispered “Dawson.” Then, Shawn said “No. It’s James Vanderbeek.” And I said, “No. It’s Dawson.”
I think he protested again with his whole “it’s James Vanderbeek” shpeal, but I wasn’t listening. I was too busy saying “OMG, OMG, it’s Dawson! Just when I thought this show couldn’t get any better, then there is Dawson!”
Just in case for some obscene reason you don’t know what I’m talking about, this is what I’m talking about:
I feel obligated to tell you that while I was drooling over Dawson, and my husband was mumbling about James Vanderbeek, I was wearing my new heart monitor for spin class. At one point I looked down and I was totally tachycardic! I pointed this out to Shawn, saying “look what Dawson does to me!” At that point, he said “WTF?” and stomped out of the room. Hater.
P.S. I was wearing the heart monitor so I could see how many calories I burned eating ice cream.