At Least It Wasn't CSI . . .

NBC cancelled Medical Investigation. I'm glad. I don't want to be "entertained" by good-looking doctors trying to discover why people are deathly ill or dying.

Recent personal experience taught me that it's not entertaining at all. Wasteland Fan's partner was rushed to the ER this weekend, initially complaining of a headache and blurred vision and, eventually, acting incoherent, being unable to move, and giving me a mighty scare. Frankly, I thought death, or at least severe disability, from a stroke would be the likely result.

After several hours of testing, prodding, and poking -- the doctor kept telling me, "I have no idea; I'm perplexed" -- a spinal tap revealed that the culprit was viral encephalitis. Recovery is coming along nicely, but I don't think I'll ever again view a medical procedural with the same detached sense of escapist entertainment.