It's still viable because of fans like Sharon who said on the ratings website: "The best medical show on. I have been in the medical profession 30 years and it depicts the most true to life situations of any of the medical shows I have watched. Love the show." Sharon must work on the psych floor.
I decided to take another look at it. Having seen the 2/17/16 episode, my opinion hasn't changed. Here's why.
A van full of people dressed as zombies with full makeup was in a crash. You may recall from my last review of this program that I had predicted something similar when I wrote, "Stay tuned for the next episode featuring a bus that tumbles off a narrow mountain road while carrying non-compliant hemophiliacs."
For a while, the docs couldn't tell the real injuries from the ones created by moulage. Very clever.
Two victims from the zombie van crash underwent major surgery—a man who had his ruptured diaphragm repaired and his son who failed conservative management of his injured spleen and required a splenectomy. Father and son spent their entire hospitalizations in the emergency department, and they looked remarkably well postoperatively.
Thanks to some timely counseling by the ED head nurse who got the child to overcome his dislike of the father's fiancée, the man married her in his spacious ED room. Both were in full zombie regalia. The wedding was attended by the son and a number of ED staff including one of the attending physicians who performed the ceremony.
A woman had abdominal pain a few weeks after in-vitro fertilization. She was the wife of a VIP who donated a floor to the hospital. Of course, higher-ups in the organization became involved, and the patient was treated differently than the average patient [at least that was realistic]. She crashed while waiting to have a CT scan and needed emergency surgery for an ectopic pregnancy.
But the piece de resistance for this episode occurred when the surgeon performing the splenectomy on the child asked for a suture [type unspecified]. The camera took a close shot of his hand while the scrub nurse handed him … a scalpel. My research staff captured that moment.
When I was a resident, we had some great scrub nurses. We used to say to them, "Give me what I need, not what I ask for." Maybe that's the case at Angels Memorial too.
Thanks to a sharp-eyed anonymous commenter on a previous post for letting me know about the scalpel incident.