I'm engaged. To Burke. I'm engaged to Burke. You're officially the last one to know, all right? Don't be pissed at me or anything. I tried to tell you this morning, but my incredibly unbelievable news was overrun by catastrophic devastation. Whatever.
Look, you know I'm not a sappy person or anything. That's not to say that I'm incapable of showing emotion 'cause I so am. I mean I'm a surgeon. I'm a professional. There are times when displays of emotion are acceptable and times when they're not. Doctors must maintain their professionalism at all times. You know that, so…
What I'm trying to say is thank you. For being my person. I can't…I can't imagine what my internship would have been like without you. You and all your stupid McDetails about your McLove-life. Your cute anecdotes helped keep me sane. See? I'm admitting that the medical field can sometimes be overwhelming. This is me admitting that something is difficult.
No, you know what's more difficult than medicine? Relationships. Because when you're building relationships, you can't distance yourself from people's feelings. Doctors have to learn how to numb their emotions. I mean we saw what happened with Izzie and Denny. Emotional involvement equals danger, right? People expect doctors to be distant and disengaged. 'Cause that what professionals are. But what happens when doctors attempt to have lives? No, I prefer the safe walls of Seattle Grace. I'd rather keep my distance from matters of the heart, or, whatever. It's safer here.
And Burke totally gets me. It makes me sick how well he gets me. He tries to make me put my emotions on display. On purpose. I hate that. Like today, he keeps asking me if I'm okay. And I'm fine. But you know what? I can't imagine my life without him, either. He makes me better. I know it sounds ridiculous and clichéd but it's true. I like who I am when I'm with him. There, I said it. So sue me. Whatever.
So I wanted to tell you that I'm going to make it. For you. George is already talking about leaving. That pussy. Nobody's really sure about Derrick yet. He hasn't spoken a word since…Anyway; I just wanted you to know that I'm not giving up. And I'm…I'm dedicating the rest of my career to you. My person. But I won't be naming any of my children after you, 'cause I don't like the name Meredith that much. Okay? Okay.
I think the guys from the m--, um, they're going to take you downstairs now, all right? I'm uh…really going to miss you here, Meredith. Izzie's going to check on your mom now and then. I'm going now to call your dad so he'll know. The man you saved is going to be okay. You saved him. You're a hero. Whatever.
But don't worry about me, okay? I'm fine.