New Amsterdam’s Season 4 Premiere Gives Sharpwin Fans Everything They Want

Check out Kathryn’s review of the New Amsterdam season 4 premiere!

Work is fucking stressing me out right now. Can I just go home and watch New Amsterdam already?

Helen Sharpe

Lauren Bloom

Max Goodwin

Formalities Aside - Max Goodwin

Summary: You like to keep things professional at work, but Max wants something more friendly. And you’re both rather stubborn about it. But one day can change everything.

Word Count: 777

Warnings: Some angst, with a little fluff, mention of patient death

The last place you worked, coworkers weren’t friends. That’s just how it was. And you’d gotten used to that. You’d even grown to like it that way. There was far less drama in the workplace when there weren’t any friendships or rivalries to be had. Now, since you started working at New Amsterdam, it was a whole different story. Everyone seemed to be friends with everyone, and while you’re sure that had its perks, you still thought it best to remain just professional.

Being Dr. Goodwin’s assistant, or deputy medical director, as he liked to refer to your position as, came with its fair share of challenges. He was always doing ten things at once, it seemed. You had to keep a brisk pace just to keep up with him in the halls.

You liked him well enough. He was a remarkable man, even if he did constantly wear himself too thin. You had to take frantic notes, some of which you could hardly read later, all in order to keep his schedule from getting crazier than he already made it.

“Dr. Goodwin,” you began.

“Max,” he corrected you for the thousandth time. He was always trying to get you to call him by his first name. He wasn’t nearly as fond of professionalism as you were, but his methods worked for him, and yours worked for you. You just had to get used to each other’s way of thinking.

“Dr. Goodwin,” you reiterated, and he sighed. What was it going to take for you to drop the formalities? But he let you continue this time. “You have a meeting in your office at one, and I was specifically told that if you were late, you would—”

“Let me guess, Karen, right?”

“Umm, yes. How did you know?”

“She’s one of the only people that threatens me.”

“Right, well don’t be late, I guess.”

With that you went about the rest of your day, checking in with Dr. Goodwin every time you were able to get thirty seconds with him, which wasn’t all that often most days.

Months later, he still couldn’t get you to use his first name, though now it was more out of stubbornness than anything. You were always pleasant with each other, but you still kept somewhat of a boundary between you and him, not trusting yourself to get close to him.

Then came the day from hell. Max got personally involved with a patient’s case and in turn he dragged you right in with him. Dealing with patients was not your speciality. It never had been, that’s why you always went for administrative work. And the case took its toll on the both of you. It was a hopeless case to begin with, everyone involved knew that from the moment the patient came through the doors. But Dr. Goodwin had this way of giving people hope that just infected you all. When it ended in tragedy, it broke you all a little bit, but you it hit the hardest.

“I’m going to head home,” you said to him, now at the end of your day. The last several hours had been excruciating. Ever since you lost the patient, it’s all you’d been able to think about. You just wanted to go home and rest, and forget today if at all possible.

Things were never that easy with Dr. Goodwin however. “Are you okay,” he asked, and with those three simple words, the wall of tears you’d been holding back crumbled and you began to cry right there in his office. He jumped up from his chair, even though he’d only sat down for a minute all day, and rushed over to you. “Come here,” he said gently, offering you his outstretched arms. At this point you were too broken to be stubborn about it. You let him hug you and you sobbed against his chest, little care for how much you were soaking his light blue scrub shirt. Maybe it wasn’t such a terrible thing to be friends. Right now you needed to let someone in, and who better than him?

“Thanks, Max,” you whispered when your tears lessened and you were able to speak again. You couldn’t see his smile, but it was there just a fleeting moment. He’d been effected by the patient’s death just as you had, so while hearing you say his name was a small victory, he was much more concerned for you, and still sad himself. So Max kissed the top of your head and rubbed your back. He’d finally gotten through to you. He’s just sorry it took such an awful experience to do it.

Max Goodwin:@lilyontheloose,@flowercrowns-goodvibes

[CC] History of ASL Performers at the Super Bowl (compilation)

History of ASL Performers, performing the National Anthem, at the Super Bowl. Starting with Lori Henry in 1992 and ending with Sandra Mae Frank in 2022.

Video credits in YouTube description.

ASL at The Super Bowl

Creating a [cc] video of all the ASL performances of the National Anthem at the Super Bowl, including Deaf West Spring Awakening cast members: Marlee Matlin, Treshelle Edmond, & Alexandria Wailes.

Including this years ASL Performer, Sandra Mae Frank.

Starting in 1992 until 2022.

(not doing halftime because those have copyright songs)

BTW while doing this I’ve found they only seem to televise “famous” Deaf people. The more famous the person the more they are seen and accessibly shown.

**If anyone wants to help me caption video clips, please message me (@13mtm80 on all social media).**

fangirlintheattic:

Look, I was hardcore Leyren all the way and defended this ridiculous show and Lauren the whole season, but I can’t anymore. 

They let the story become about money when we all know that’s not how it started. Leyla never NEEDED Lauren’s help in season 3. It was just a nice gesture. She could have left at any time and she got Washington all on her own. It was about Lauren’s insecurities and consciously choosing to manipulate the situation because she was terrified of being alone. 

After the 4x10 breakup, Lauren was rightfully drowning in guilt over what she did, but instead of the focus being on what caused it and growing from there, they created a new bogus storyline to put Leyla in her debt in every possible way. And then by getting back together they seemed to wash the betrayal away as if Leyla has now forgiven her and can love her back again, so Lauren was free. She patched things up with Casey, is close with her coworkers, has found a way to relieve her stress with massages I guess… so now SHE doesn’t need LEYLA anymore. They gave her back everything. She’s absolved of her sins. So now she gets to make the call to leave Leyla, who now carries the shame of needing help and is all alone, so Lauren can move on on her own terms. 

I’m sorry, but that’s not growth to me. That was a cheap way of giving Lauren her power back, just like the shit they pulled with Iggy. The writers backed them into corners with awful choices they couldn’t write themselves out of, so they turned around and found a way to throw all that blame on their partners to get their autonomy back. 

Lauren and Leyla’s story ending because of money was a cop out. Having Leyla come back and slowly open up again to sleep with Lauren just to be dumped immediately after was cruel. Having her become completely dependent on Lauren for money and housing, when that’s always been her greatest fear after everything she’s been through, was beyond offensive. And then to use a sex trafficking victim to represent their relationship was utterly disgusting. 

So I’m done. I now accept any criticisms of Lauren as valid. Whoever she became in the finale sucks and I have no interest in her journey anymore. Leyla deserved better, and I’ll never forgive the show for making her helpless so Lauren can “bloom”. Their storyline was always borderline offensive, but after 4x10 it was explicitly so. I blame the awful writers–it never had to be this way. But that’s the bed they made and I’m not lying in it. 

What a disappointing slap in the face. 2 seasons for that. 

Look, I was hardcore Leyren all the way and defended this ridiculous show and Lauren the whole season, but I can’t anymore. 

They let the story become about money when we all know that’s not how it started. Leyla never NEEDED Lauren’s help in season 3. It was just a nice gesture. She could have left at any time and she got Washington all on her own. It was about Lauren’s insecurities and consciously choosing to manipulate the situation because she was terrified of being alone. 

After the 4x10 breakup, Lauren was rightfully drowning in guilt over what she did, but instead of the focus being on what caused it and growing from there, they created a new bogus storyline to put Leyla in her debt in every possible way. And then by getting back together they seemed to wash the betrayal away as if Leyla has now forgiven her and can love her back again, so Lauren was free. She patched things up with Casey, is close with her coworkers, has found a way to relieve her stress with massages I guess… so now SHE doesn’t need LEYLA anymore. They gave her back everything. She’s absolved of her sins. So now she gets to make the call to leave Leyla, who now carries the shame of needing help and is all alone, so Lauren can move on on her own terms. 

I’m sorry, but that’s not growth to me. That was a cheap way of giving Lauren her power back, just like the shit they pulled with Iggy. The writers backed them into corners with awful choices they couldn’t write themselves out of, so they turned around and found a way to throw all that blame on their partners to get their autonomy back. 

Lauren and Leyla’s story ending because of money was a cop out. Having Leyla come back and slowly open up again to sleep with Lauren just to be dumped immediately after was cruel. Having her become completely dependent on Lauren for money and housing, when that’s always been her greatest fear after everything she’s been through, was beyond offensive. And then to use a sex trafficking victim to represent their relationship was utterly disgusting. 

So I’m done. I now accept any criticisms of Lauren as valid. Whoever she became in the finale sucks and I have no interest in her journey anymore. Leyla deserved better, and I’ll never forgive the show for making her helpless so Lauren can “bloom”. Their storyline was always borderline offensive, but after 4x10 it was explicitly so. I blame the awful writers–it never had to be this way. But that’s the bed they made and I’m not lying in it. 

What a disappointing slap in the face. 2 seasons for that.