Oh TV, Why Must You Hurt Me So?

It’s a bad week for TV this week, in that pretty much everything I watch is wrapping up for the season. Mainly my two favourite shows; Grey’s Anatomy and Criminal Minds. I’ve watched them both, and I cried at both, especially Grey’s Anatomy which is always an emotional rollercoaster but more so this week as it was Sandra Oh’s last episode. Oh god even writing that makes me want to start crying again. I’m heartbroken that she’s left.

For me her last episode was perfect, Shonda Rhimes did not let me down. I had a niggling feeling that she might do something awful like kill Cristina off so I can’t tell you how relieved I am that she didn’t! The moment where she comes up to Alex and we all see that she’s alive I was like yes I can start breathing again thank the lord. This episode also gave me what I think is my new favourite ever scene from Grey’s which I can’t stop watching, and one of my favourite speeches they’ve ever done. I love a good inspirational/emotional speech and this show does them so well but Cristina’s to Meredith about not being a hero, looking after Owen, looking after Alex was amazing. And when she told Meredith that Derek is “not the sun. You are”, I was finished off. Part of me cannot wait for the next series but another part is a bit apprehensive about what it’ll be like without Cristina in it. I guess we’ll soon see! The only part that made me sad was that she didn’t get a proper goodbye with Callie; I feel like they’ve got a special connection and you didn’t get to see them together one last time, which was a shame. I really loved the goodbye scene with Bailey and Webber though, it was exactly what I wanted.

Also, I won’t lie, I was slightly disappointed  that the explosion at the mall wasn’t a terrorist attack; it felt a bit anticlimactic. It would’ve been different to things they’ve done before, but I suppose it would’ve been too much with Cristina leaving in the same episode.

With Criminal Minds, I was super nervous beforehand because I’d seen all over twitter etc that someone was going to be leaving and I didn’t want it to be anyone. The only person I was okay with leaving was Blake, because while I really liked her, I wasn’t as committed to her as I am to every other character, so I was relieved when it turned out to actually be her. Before we saw it, me and my friend spent a lot of time when we should’ve been working coming up with theories of who it could be. Too much time. I didn’t think it would be Reid or Morgan because yeah they got shot but it was so obvious. My friend disagreed. I thought they might throw a curve ball and it would be Hotch or someone because he hasn’t had a lot of central action recently. She was convinced it wouldn’t be Blake. I did love the episode though, I love to see them all coming together as a family. And I was surprised when it turned out that the whole police force were in on it, I wasn’t expecting there to be that level of corruption!

I wonder if they’ll bring in someone new or leave it at the six of them? I kinda hope they just leave it for now, they’re a perfect group in my eyes.

So two great season finales in my opinion, but also heartbreaking. What am I going to waste my time doing now?! September can’t come quick enough!

Sick, sick, sick

I’ve been dipping in and out of the The Daily Post’s blogging challenge, and today’s led me to their 365 Writing Prompts ebook. It’s full of great prompts and has inspired me to write today’s post. I have no doubt I’ll be using it again in the future!

The prompt goes: When you’re unwell, do you allow others to take care of you, or do you prefer to soldier on alone? What does it take for you to ask for help?

This one seemed pretty appropriate for me today as I’m just recovering from what feels like the longest cold I have ever had in my life. I’ve been pretty ill with it; headaches, lethargy, uncontrollable runny nose, the usual symptoms of a cold but it’s all felt a lot worse than usual. That being said, I don’t think many people around me know I’ve been ill. Growing up, if we were sick we were expected to carry on with school and such unless we were constantly throwing up or something similar. As a result, I tend to not make a big deal when I’m ill now, which isn’t that often anyway.

I don’t do it in a “I’m such a martyr soldiering on while I’m dying of such-and-such an illness”, I have a more “I refuse to be ill, I refuse to let this illness control my life” type attitude. I think it’s better to ignore it and get on with things. That being said! If I’m at home and I’m sick and I’m feeling particularly sorry for myself, I wouldn’t say no to my mum if she offered to look after me. There’s nothing better than your mum taking care of you.

One of my favourite shows ever, Grey’s Anatomy, recently had an episode where there was an sickness bug going around and the doctors were getting sick. I loved this episode, I thought it was very funny, especially the scenes with Derek and Meredith.  Before they fell victim to the illness most of the doctors were refusing to acknowledge that it was happening to them even if it was plainly obvious; a “I’m a doctor, we don’t get sick” attitude. I’m definitely no doctor but I love this attitude towards illness and it did remind me of myself!

Although I like the attitude I have towards this, I reckon I can take it a little too far. A few months ago I hurt my knee pretty badly. Like limping around on it for weeks, constant pain, badly. But as I didn’t really mention it much to my friends I think they thought it was fine after a week or so which resulted in me hurrying to keep up a lot of the time, pain, and I’m sure it took a lot longer to heal than it should’ve. I would not recommend this to anyone; it’s alright to let people know you’re not okay sometimes!

It can also be taken too far in the other direction, which I wouldn’t recommend either!