Let’s face it. When you’re laying in bed binge watching what is probably at least your 10th episode of Shonda Rhimes's genius series, "Grey’s Anatomy," you can’t help but think you have missed your calling declaring pre-medicine in your undergraduate career. Flying through what seems to be about three seasons a day, I really had myself believing that I was going to march back onto campus, walk into my advisor’s office and exclaim, “sign me up to be the next Meredith Grey!” (Come on, we’re all thinking it.) I took it even further when I constantly was attempting to engage myself in one of my hall-mates homework and became suddenly intrigued in all of the nearly impossible work he was doing. (Andrew, if you’re reading this, you’re my hero for being the next great Derek Shepherd.) The following are just a few of the reasons "Grey’s Anatomy" gives me false hope that being a surgeon or doctor of any kind would be as easy as tying my shoes.
- How easy would it be to have your outfit picked out for you every day instead of staring at your closet waiting for your clothes to appear on your body that match perfectly, are cleaned, not wrinkled, and acceptable in the office. And if I do say so myself, blue is a wonderful color on me.
- How cool would it be to figure out some of life’s greatest mysteries and be a part of the greatest medical breakthroughs in such a nonchalant manner? Meredith Gray and Cristina Yang literally PRINTED organs and just made it look so simple, and then proceeded to put them in real human bodies. WHAT?
- Meredith fell off of a ferry dock and nearly drowned, had her hands on a time bomb inside of a patient, survived a hospital shooting, a plane crash, and let’s not forget her close experiences with a total lack of memory every here and there yet still is cleared to perform surgeries. If I were to escape all of that with a near clean bill of health, I would be investing a lot more of my money to the lottery.
- She had a one night stand with who turned out to be one of the best neurosurgeons in the country and ended up having his beautiful children and being the focal point of his entire life; JUST BECAUSE SHE MET HIM ONE NIGHT IN A BAR. If I could just go drinking the night before I started med school, go home with someone who ends up being a medical god, and have my life perfectly planned from there, you can sign me up right away.
- You apparently find like, the coolest friends in Med school that will hang out with you at home where you all become roommates and live a happy life and see each other constantly and never seem to get sick of each other…
- Not only do you find the coolest friends, you also find “your person” and your total soulmate who will do everything from crying to drinking unhealthy amounts, to eating whatever you want, to making huge life decisions for you, etc. Cristina Yang and Meredith Gray are the epitome of “friendship goals.”
- Doctors literally eat whatever they want in this show and they don’t gain a pound. I’m sitting over here struggling to have a spoonful of ice cream without thinking I’m shaking the ground and here’s Meredith Grey eating french fries for every meal and I could still probably blow her over when I speak to her.
- You get to save the lives of the world’s most interesting people. These doctors are just meeting the most amazing patients and end up marrying them without second thought. Izzy married the heart patient she was providing care for and got 2 million dollars left for her in his will. (We all still get choked up at the Denny and Izzy love story do we not?)
- You’d have a friend like George O’Malley. Need I say more?
- No matter how many all night shifts they work, how long they have to stand in the OR, or the lack of sleep they get because they’re making rounds with patients and logging ER hours or solving something as equally as important as world hunger, THEY NEVER LOOK TIRED. I get tired and need a nap from watching so many Grey’s episodes, how am I supposed to keep up and work on my feet for 48 hours without being admitted myself? It’s deceiving how perfect they always look, and that sleep is irrelevant, because I worship a 10 minute nap when I can get it.
Word to the wise: ff you know someone who is currently studying pre-medicine and intends on becoming any kind of physician, doctor, psychologist, scientist, health care professional, etc., tell them that they are the most awesome people that you’ve ever met. I don’t care how easy it looks on TV, (which most times it really stresses me out and I admittedly have to skip to the more relaxed parts and then go back after I know it’s okay) doctors are making the world go round and saving us from god knows what each and every day. I’ll stick with my path to follow however, as trusting me with a scalpel maybe one of the more poor decisions the universe could make for me. Here is to all of the future REAL Meredith Grey heroes and Cristina Yang sidekicks; you make the world a happier place full of dance parties and effortless shots of tequila.