Last night was all about pushing boundaries for the folks at Seattle Grace. Callie pushed herself and everyone around her to get better. In a desperate bid to prove his leadership ability, Karev walked a fine line between criminal fraud and a truly good deed. And Meredith nudged her own ethical line past a point that could end up tanking Derek’s FDA trial, as well as her own career.
But most importantly, we now know the baby’s name: Sofia Robbin Sloan Torres. The wee little thing was only one week old at the start of the episode and surviving at a measly 1lb, 1 oz., though still battling health issues. Meanwhile, Callie was laid up in bed, struggling to close her hand and prove she’s got some control over it. Tears and struggles aside, she was absolutely showing her spirit, trying to get Bailey to let her go see the baby, then trying to flip Cristina the bird with her uncooperative hand when she backed up Bailey’s decision.
Callie’s frustration with her own healing process continued to grow throughout the episode. Her instinct to push herself to heal faster caused three physical therapists to quit in one month because she wanted them to do what she said… and she was rude. (“You want me walking down the aisle, not rolling, right?” she asked Arizona.) But taking it even further and pushing the likes of Cristina and Meredith around the hospital halls on a gurney only put Callie back on the operating table after she reopened her abdominal wound.
More surgery would come for both Callie and Sofia, who was in such dire circumstances that Arizona had to consent to Stark doing the procedure. For his part Stark did some serious image rehab by not only taking on the baby’s surgery, but also letting Arizona sit in on it and keep an eye on him, and then letting her go home at 12 weeks old (5 lbs, 8 oz now) and at the same time as Callie since there’d be three doctor-parents to look after her. It warmed April’s heart to see him show the rest of the staff the guy she’d gotten to know when they’d been hanging out. But he remained cold and distant to her, clearly still smarting from her decision not to seriously date him.
Meanwhile, Doris Roberts gave her prickly woman act a new spin with her turn as a still-smoking cancer patient whom Karev not so delicately called the Dragon Lady. Man, was she a nasty one, constantly berating him and threatening to sue. She was clearly a lonely person, and with no visitors to attend to her she became attached to Karev and their nasty bickering. That was fortunate for him since his hastily hatched plan to bring over some African kids in need of surgery (kids from what part of Africa? Who knows.) without any method of actually paying for it was about to land him in hot water. He’d mercilessly solicited his patient for the money, and she’d finally consented, only to die seemingly before making the arrangements. But in the nick of time, with kids landed (and eating $8 airport hamburgers he couldn’t afford) and piles of bills waiting to be paid, a check for $200K showed up to save the day.
How gratifying to see Karev come into his own, holding the sick kids, handing out assignments. As Cristina said, “Evil spawn is now Mother Teresa.”
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