Meanwhile, Cristina's getting some family history from Mama Annie. Mama says that at first they just thought Annie was gaining weight but once they figured out what was going on, she tried to get her daughter to go to the doctor but she was too scared. The bigger it got, the less she wanted to go. Cristina has a look of stunned disgust on her face. Mama says that Annie never felt sick until last night, when she couldn't breathe. "Because the tumor was crushing her lungs," Cristina snaps. Mama says that calling 911 seemed like the right thing to do. Cristina writes something on her clipboard, but her truth-telling soul gets the better of her and she says to Mama, "You know, the right thing to do would have been to call a year ago." Mama just looks at her sadly. I feel badly for her, but...tumor. TUMOR THE SIZE OF A BUICK. Like, I get a mole that raises up more than a centimeter and I'm at the dermatologist's office all, "TAKE IT OFF FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I DON'T WANT TO DIE." I don't get the fear of doctors thing at all. Does going to the doctor sometimes suck? Sure. So does going to the dentist. But you still gotta go. I once had a crappy dentist convinced that he could perform a root canal on my tooth. He stuck the Novocain needle DIRECTLY INTO MY NERVE. And when I had the audacity to scream in pain, he SMACKED ME ON THE ARM and told me to SHUSH. But am I afraid of dentists? Hell, no. I'm a little afraid of THAT dentist, though. Which is why I had him killed.
Mr. Levangie's still shaking quite a bit, so Meredith tells him they're going to make him more comfortable, and that she'll be back in a second. Levangie's played by Bruce Weitz of Hill Street Blues fame, by the way. He's awesome at curmudgeonly guys with hearts of gold. Meredith leaves and Levangie's daughter runs after her. She asks if Meredith would talk to her father about having brain surgery. It could relieve most of his symptoms as well as the pain. His quality of life is...well, there isn't any. And it keeps getting worse. She's getting married next month and she wants him to walk her down the aisle. She realizes this is selfish, but she doesn't care. She wants him there. "You don't know what it's like having a parent...watching him..." says the daughter." I do," says Mere. "I do know what it's like." Mere says that she'll see what she can do and walks off before she starts to cry in front of the girl.
Elsewhere in the hospital, Burke, Derek, and Bailey are looking over Annie's films. Burke says that her right hemidiaphraghm is so high that it's completely displacing her lung tissue. Derek says that it's infiltrated her spinal canal in three places and that they should start there. Burke prefers to start on the front and then flip her. Derek prefers to start on the spine because if he misses a step, she'll be paralyzed. Burke says if he doesn't relieve the pressure on her lungs, she'll be dead. Derek drops trou and swings his dick around the room. Burke does the same. They both grab rulers so that they can truly, once and for all, name the King Dick around here. Bailey interrupts the dick slinging to say that it appears to her as if Annie doesn't really want to live. She's been living under this thing, housebound, for all these years and she didn't do anything about it; she doesn't seem stupid -- so what's her deal? "Why would anyone wait this long unless they wanted to die?" she asks. She then wonders what Annie's chances are of surviving the surgery and Burke says only slightly better than if they did nothing. "So is it worth it?" Bailey asks. Both men kind of balk at this and Bailey just says that she's only saying what they're thinking. Burke says Annie's not even fifty years old; it's worth a try. He leaves and Derek just goes, "Ha!" and follows after him. Apparently, he doesn't really think it's worth a try.