Don’t touch my remote!

Being at home for the month has been interesting so far. Since I’ve been taking it easy for the last week or two, I’ve had the opportunity to be a couch potato.

Not since college have I actually watched daytime TV. Really. I just don’t turn on the TV during the day, even working from home.

I have to say that now that I have partaken in some TV watching, I’ve come to the conclusion that daytime TV is a joke.

“Maury”, for instance. It is illogical to watch show after show on one subject: “Who’s the Father?” These girls and boys need a reality check (or a stern slap across the face). Yesterday, I saw an episode that featured one young girl and THREE potential fathers. You guessed it, none were the father in the end. I don’t know whether to lecture the television regarding safe sex, or take an ax to it. Angers me to no end.

And let’s not forget the lovely “I’m having a baby” shows on those other channels. Today, a woman and a man ponder life with twins. Queue in the narrator, “Ann and John were expecting one boy and one girl, but to their surprise they had two boys upon delivery”. New Mom says, (and I am paraphrasing here) “I was so surprised, but then I was worried and a little upset I had so many girl clothes and decor…. I really had my heart set on one of each…”

Ummmmm, Ann? How about being happy you gave birth to TWO healthy babies with beating hearts?
Geeeeeeez…. are you kidding me????

Probably the one show I found palatable was a show I saw on the Dis.cover.y Health Channel that documented the pregnancy of a woman who, after 6 years of infertility, got pregnant via IVF with…. sextuplets (3 embies put in, two split to identicals, all took). I found it moving, especially when she got to 20 weeks and discovered two had passed away (she eventually gave birth to quads). Poor girl’s ultrasound was being filmed, and on camera she found out two of her babies died. Broke my heart.

But what truly took the cake was a show titled, “Half Man, Half T.ree”. No, I am not kidding. The dude had tree limbs growing on his hands and feet. Not making that up. I was speechless on that one.

If I were a smart woman, I guess I would have had my IVF scheduled during the new Fall season. At least I wouldn’t have to view reruns.

Instead, I revert to my favorite TV channel… CNN. Especially interesting this week with the Democratic Convention. ‘Cause I’m all geeky like that….

Maybe I’ll turn off the TV for the next few days. I’m worn out.

6 thoughts on “Don’t touch my remote!

  1. I saw part of that Half Man Half Tree show last night I think it was…really creeped me out. Had to change the station. I’m a big TLC, Discovery Channel and History Channel freak…I could get by with just those channels!How are you feeling? Only a few days left till your beta! I’m pulling for you!

  2. Don’t you wonder about those people who go on TV to find out who their “baby’s daddy” is. Shouldn’t you know something like that without having Maury Povich tell you. Maybe if they had gotten a good slap in the face as kids, they wouldn’t be in this situation now.I will get off my soap box now.

  3. I watched that same show about the woman who ended up with quads. Did you happen to see the prior episode??European woman has toddler; then a set of quads; then another set of quads. The 1st set of quads couldn’t have been more than 10 months old. I wanted to slap her.

  4. I saw that half man half tree thing on tlc a few months back! soo crazy hey, and he was in some kinda a circus freak show thing in the town too!! right? did I see the same one? anyways soo freaky! hey question, who designed your blog and did all the graphics? I really want some neat graphics on mine but have no idea where to go for them!

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