"The crazy guy out front who thinks he's Jesus." Seriously? Another similarity between Nurse Jackie and Chicago Med―and I counted two patients from Chicago who were also House patients. I mean, granted, they are all medical dramas...how unique could they be? All these places, all these people. Only a couple handfuls of situations we can be in. Characters have even played the same song on the same instrument.
And nobody sane thinks he's Jesus. Shocker; that's why they're on meds. What next, somebody's going to throw a bottle and hit this guy, too? No dead cats yet, but I'm kind of waiting for it. If I wrote a book about a guy with huge metal claws who got in a car accident and ended up falling for a telekinetic redhead, you think I could get rich?
And nobody sane thinks he's Jesus. Shocker; that's why they're on meds. What next, somebody's going to throw a bottle and hit this guy, too? No dead cats yet, but I'm kind of waiting for it. If I wrote a book about a guy with huge metal claws who got in a car accident and ended up falling for a telekinetic redhead, you think I could get rich?
I'm just glad these doctors and nurses aren't addicts. Although one of the doctors did just discover she has a serious disease, so there's that. But at least April was blindsided, instead of knowing she was at risk and just trying to hide. I liked Thirteen and I liked her rationalization on the matter; but if they were both trying to hide and pretend, it would be completely crazy.
I've got another episode queued up, and maybe I'll watch the latest episode of The Ones Who Live, too. I slept earlier and it's still so early that I can squeeze it in and still get some....uh, "sleep." Really just a metaphor for "lying there reluctant to face life while spiraling into a horrifying mess of personal shit."
It's pithier. 😆
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