Grey's Anatomy: The Nurse's Station

NURSES' UNITED AGAINST MARK SLOAN!

Say it loud and say it PROUD! We are UNITED. We are DONE. Mark Sloan, watch your back because we are FED UP. Tired of your come-ons and one-liners. We’re not taking it anymore! Okay, Mark Sloan has never actually come on to ME but I have a feeling it’s just a matter of time. Not that I WANT him to come on to me or anything. I mean - EEEW. Big biceps. Nice assets. Killer smile. Whatever. TOTALLY not interested. Not at all.

BTW - What in the world is Meredith doing carrying her Mother’s ashes around???? In a baggie. A BAG FULL OF MOMMY?!? I thought she put Ellis Grey to rest long ago! But apparently Ellis has been in Meredith’s kitchen cubby all day!!! Hello. This is a hospital. A sanitary place. Leave your bag of dead people ashes in the back of your closet where it belongs Dr. Grey! I must admit, Ellis was a TOUGH woman. I remember as a young nurse being absolutely intimidated by her. But she loved what she did and more than that she was a BRILLIANT surgeon. I have a soft spot for her because she was so passionate about saving lives. I hope Dr. Grey’s final resting place will be somewhere comfortable and happy. Or at least, somewhere other than here. In my hospital. In a plastic frickin’ bag!

Okay, let’s talk about the OTHER Grey for a minute please. Okay not so much the other Grey, more like the other Grey’s boyfriend. MCDREAMY IS DATING???? Well, that’s what I hear! Is it true??? All I know is Sydney Heron was babbling extra loud in the ladies’ room today (the woman has NO volume control, truly) and said that she officially met Derek Shepherd for the first time today and how when he shook her hand, he held on for a beat longer than necessary. In that moment, she felt a connection. Yeah, whatever Sydney. Whatever “Heal Love and Touchy Feeling-ness.” Save that for someone else because let me tell you, Derek Shepherd is not for you. I would change bed pans for a month straight if he ever showed a bit of interest!

But seriously, all jokes aside with Sydney thinking she might have a chance with McDreamy, is he really ready to date? There has to be SOME truth to it. I’m looking around and I’ve noticed that all the ladies are re-applying makeup a lot more frequently which means SOMEBODY is single and that SOMEBODY is usually a doctor. And the doctor’s name I’m hearing is Shepherd. I wonder how he could be ready to date now so soon after Meredith? And how is Meredith taking this???? Is SHE ready to date? Is she just going to stand there and let someone like Derek Shepherd walk out of her life? Has she ever heard of fighting for something? Because let me tell you, he seems like someone you’d fight for. I don’t know. I think the ladies around here have been given false hope. Whether Derek is ready to date or not…he only has eyes for one lady. I know when a man is in love. And I know when a man is in love trying to distract himself. I don’t want to be the woman who is used as a distraction. No way.

Speaking of distraction, Alex Karev has a heavy dose of it today. I heard Alex was in the on-call room for several hours with a certain person who used to be a patient. Lewy told me. Lewy also told me that Alex left Ava, I mean Rebecca, I mean Jane Doe, I mean-you know. Faceless ferryboat surgery girl from a few months ago…Anyway, she was waiting… waiting for quite some time before she finally left. I saw her leave. She didn’t seem angry or anything but she seemed a bit anxious. And she kept looking around hoping, I guess that she would run into Alex. Alex went flying past me not long after Rebecca left. He seemed so disappointed. Like he wanted to tell her something. Maybe they had things to say. Maybe not. It’s interesting to see that soft side of Alex. The side that makes him dash across the hospital for a girl. The side that looks just a little crushed when he finds her gone. He seemed to have a lot on his mind before he left tonight…I wonder what the future holds for them.

Well anyway folks HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! I’m dressed as a nurse for Halloween this year (hey, if it ain’t broke…) and on my way to Joe’s for a little trick or treating with a certain cute intern by the name of Steve who passed out last week in my car. He wouldn’t wake up AT ALL and I had to pick him up and carry him into the house. I’ve never dated a guy who I could physically carry but I don’t know I kind of liked it…

Ten Bucks on Stevens!!!

Ten on Stevens!  Ten on Stevens!  That’s where my money was.  On Stevens.  And the “fight” didn’t turn into a fight. Why?  Because the truth is finally out that George and Izzie slept together!  I knew!  I should stop what I’m doing.  I should stop what I’m doing right now and become a psychic for hire. I knew it.  I could FEEL it in my bones. Okay yes, maybe the fact that I’ve been trailing George and Izzie for most of the day for about two weeks helped but I’m telling you the rest I owe to my gift.  My psychic ability…

But going back to the fight! Torres wanted to TALK not fight.  I mean, COME ON.  Fight for your man Torres.  That’s probably why you lost him in the first place [harsh I know. But seriously?]  The woman (Stevens that is), TOTALLY and COMPLETELY humiliates you in front of everyone by bedding your husband without shame, AND has the audacity to get into fighting stance in front of EVERYONE as if SHE’S in the right and YOU DON’T FIGHT HER????  There was some face needing to be saved here and let me just say that Torres lost the opportunity.  Is it too much to ask for a Chief Resident I believe in???

Okay, I’m getting ahead of myself here.  It all started with George running through the hospital today at top speed like the energizer bunny on, well speed.  Running over patients, crashing his family jewels into a crash cart (I’ve never seen a guy in so much pain run so fast.  Guess I know who I’ll pick to be on my team in the annual “Who Can Handle the Most Hypodermic Needles in the *#! contest.”)  But just running and running.  I of course, decided to run after him, at a respectable distance of course.  I just had to know what he was up to. 

Finally, he saw Izzie and Izzie saw…TORRES.  Yes!  A challenge?  Well, that’s what we all thought (and hoped. I had money riding on that fight!)  But sadly, there was no fight. Torres met Izzie in the lunchroom and when Izzie said she was ready to, in her words; “GO” well, she had ME shaking in my boots.   But Torres walked away.  And really in that moment, I think we all felt kind of small.  Here this woman has had her life on public display and like a car crash we all watched through clenched eyes as her marriage fell apart. 

I took the stairs today (I may be dating a new guy and want to get in shape but more on that later), and there Callie was, sitting on the stairs crying.  All I could do was keep walking.  What can you say when someone is hurting that much?  She deserved her solitude.  I figured we owed her that.

Everyone in that love triangle seemed shattered by the end of the day.  George started to ignore Izzie YET AGAIN.  And Izzie seemed lonely and, well, friendless.  People seemed to turn the other way when they saw her coming.  I felt kind of bad for her.  I mean, she isn’t vindictive or anything.  They fell in love.  Some things you have no control over…

I think the worst part of the day was when Torres and Izzie were in the hallway.  I only caught the tail end of the conversation.  I was coming out of a patient’s room.  Actually, it was the Chief’s niece (Camille. Cancer. Very Sad.)  She is such a young, sweet girl and I’ve seen many miracles happen at Seattle Grace.  Maybe this old hospital has one more miracle up its sleeve.  For her, I hope so. 

But as I was leaving the room I heard Callie telling Izzie that she “took something from her.  Like a petty little thief.”  The knock down punch was when Torres called Izzie a “traitorous bitch.” The look on Izzie’s face…After that conversation she ran to the ladies’ room and the next time I saw her… she had obviously been crying.  So many tears today.   So many hurt feelings.  What’s next in this saga?  How will things turn out now that everything is out in the open?   O’Malley, albeit an adulterous, is an honorable guy.  Will he stay with Torres out of obligation?  Or, will he follow his heart? 

Oh my goodness.  I just overheard a conversation between Meredith and Derek!  THEY have been quite the odd couple lately.  Meeting in the on-call room but acting very discreet in “public.”  I mean, we all know!  Come on!   But, I thought about them today and I don’t think it’s about being discreet.  I don’t think they’re trying to hide anything.  I just think Meredith is keeping Derek at arm’s length.  I mean, Derek basically PROPOSED to her tonight and she turned white as a sheet!  Such fright!  Why?  What is WRONG with her?  The women who would do ANYTHING to be with a man like that…I would do anything to get a man like that.  Why can’t I get a man like that????? But you know what?  It doesn’t matter.  Because he only has eyes for her. Believe me, there have been days when I’ve dropped a sterile glove or two on the floor and picked it up.  Slowly.  Right in front of him. And?  No response.  I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man so in love before.  So SURE of his love for another woman.  It’s so rare!  Why can’t she see that??  I’m rooting for them.  I guess because they are the one couple who no matter what happens, always drift back to one another.  It’s like they can’t help themselves.  They are what I call, true soul mates.  I just hope that Meredith realizes this before it’s too late.  Because after the way Derek looked when he got on the elevator.  Well, he looked tired.  Tired of waiting.  Tired of hoping.  A person can only wait so long for love to be reciprocated…

Speaking of love:  I drove someone home from the bar last week.  I’m not ready to reveal his name yet. He was slightly intoxicated but we really hit it off.  He works with me at the hospital but we got to know each other really well at Joe’s Bar.  He made me laugh.   Ladies, if he can make you laugh, he’s worth getting to know.  And he can dance.  Well, he was kind of dancing with a pool cue but the man knew how to move his hips!  So anyway, I’m going to play darts with him tonight and he said that he would teach me some of his tricks.   This is the first “date” I’ve been on in three years.  Wish me luck!   

WHAT'S GOING ON?

Okay, weirdness going on with Meredith and Derek!!!  I hear they’re broken up.  THE WORD is they’re broken up.  So why, pray tell, are they still a couple?  “Still a couple” MEANING they’re talking hallways, still giving each other “the look.” You know the one.  The look that says “I want to ravish you, all night long.”  Does anyone remember that song by Lionel Richie?  Great song.

Nurse Olivia told me that Derek invited Meredith to lunch and she declined, ending the conversation with a request that they meet in the on-call room later (Note to self: Must change on-call room sheets after they leave and Purell my hands.)  When Meredith left, Derek had this look on his face.  Like, he wished that she said yes to lunch.  I think he wants more.  He’s that guy, you know?  That rare breed who is meant for one woman, and when he finds her, BAM, that’s it for him.   Hello out there in “men who only want one woman land???”  I’m here!   I’m READY!!  I would TOTALLY go to lunch AND the on-call room.  Honest.

I don’t know what’s going on with Meredith Grey these days.  I mean, her sister Lexie Grey is here.  And, okay the kid is slightly annoying and clumsy (IF SHE KNOCKS THE FILES OFF OF MY DESK ONE MORE TIME!)  But she seems kind and just wants to reach out to Meredith.  I don’t understand why Meredith won’t give her a chance?

Tons of excitement today!   Excitement mixed in with a bit o’ quiet.  And by quiet, I mean the hushed conversations between George and Izzie. WHAT IS GOING ON??? I’ll tell you what’s going on: SOMETHING IS GOING ON!! 

Let’s start off with what I observed today.  I’m at the nurse’s station minding my own business while competing for a toaster (Cristina brought all of her wedding gifts in to work. She seems to be in the process of moving on) that has eight slots not SIX slots, not FOUR slots, but EIGHT slots.  Do you know what this means????  This means, that when I have my next “Knit and Stitch it Bitches” brunch, we won’t have to wait for everyone’s bread to toast.  MEANING, no cold eggs, no meaningless conversation as we all wait for the last person’s bread to toast knowing that we don’t want to talk, we just want to eat and how rude would it be to start eating when there is one person still waiting for her bread to toast???? 

But, I digress.  Where was I?  Okay, so I’m minding my own business trying to eavesdrop on what George and Izzie are talking about when I see them suddenly NOSE TO NOSE!!  Huh?  Okay, HELLOOOO out on the floor, with a married GUY, nose to nose.  What is going on I ask you?  They were either having a really serious game of “stare down” OR some kissing was about to go down.  I choose the latter.   Wondering if these two were about to share a kiss IS killing me BUT what is really torturing me, is what was said.  What were they talking about? 

My question was later answered by Nurse Tyler (who snagged himself a waffle maker by the way GO TY TY!!) who overheard George telling Izzie that he must tell “her” the truth.  Okay, let’s recap people: hushed conversations in hallways, nose to nose action and finally, the realization that the truth must be told.  Well folks, I know what I’m thinking.  How about you?

You know, I like Callie.  Yeah, she screwed up big time today what with the dope-dealing family (I mean she actually LOST a baby YIKES, wouldn’t want to be her right now!) and she has NO control over her residents whatsoever.  Yet and still, as a PERSON, I like her and she loves George.  You just see it in her eyes; the way she looks at him when he’s not looking…I feel for her.  What do you do when you love someone and he doesn’t love you back?  You hurt.  And you hurt.  And in this hurt, you hope that the next day, will be a little less painful.  We’ve all been there ladies.  And if what I’m thinking is correct with George and Izzie….well, I just hope that she will eventually be okay…

Sorry to be so melancholy folks but there was this guy today…he was a victim in the meth-lab explosion and here is a man without a family.  He encouraged all of us to, if we can, seek true love.  Life, he believes is about family and love.  He really got me thinking.  So much so that tonight, when I go to Joe’s to play darts, I am wearing my polka dot sweater and matching scrunchie!!!  True love, here I come! Watch out!

Cheers!