BostonMed

My favorite summer-series TV show is over and I'm at a complete loss as to what to do with myself now.

Last night, the finale of BostonMed featured the first face transplant in New England (only the second in the country!) at Brigham and Women's Hospital, and I was all but glued to my television screen. Let me spell it out for you: R-I-V-I-T-E-D!

It was amazing.

That show is absolutely one of my favorite on television ever and I'm completely bummed that ABC only ran eight episodes. It was like Grey's Anatomy in real life...in Boston, no less! The day it premiered I had spent in Boston at Dana-Farber Cancer Institute with a friend, just a hop, skip and a jump away from Brigham. I was in awe, I won't lie.

My boyfriend always pokes fun at my Grey's Anatomy obsession, given (as he says) it's completely fake. I'll concede on that one; it is pretty hard to stomach at times. But BostonMed was reality TV in its rawest form. I was completely transfixed. It gave me something to look forward to when he wasn't around...and then it gave me an excuse to text/call him to ask what exactly was going on, medically speaking, because let's face it, I'm clueless.

I suppose I was aware that it would end eventually, but it I feel like I was ambushed. Doesn't ABC usually advertise season/series finales? It wasn't until about halfway through the episode last night that I realized another show was being advertised for the Thursday at 10 p.m. time slot and I realized the end was near.

Way to veil the truth, ABC. Thanks a lot for giving me something to love and unceremoniously taking it away. I appreciate it.

Now what?