Reading Roger Ebert’s post titled “When a movie hurts too much”, I’m reminded that, at least since my mother’s initial run-in with cancer, through the nerve-wracking days when my niece was born and had to spend extra days in the hospital, to my mother’s second and final run-in with cancer, and brought to complete sad fruition when my sister’s father-in-law went to a hospital and never left two summers ago…
I can’t watch any movie scene set in a hospital room without at least tearing up.
The only exception is watching “Scrubs”, but that’s rarely about actual hospital stuff. But if they show a patient, in that distinctive bed, and the little monitor is beeping…. yeah. Tears.