This afternoon during Esther's nap, while Eli and Adam were at school, I watched Mission: Impossible III with Tom Cruise. Early in the show, Cruise's character, Ethan Hunt, goes to Germany to rescue fellow agent Lindsey Farris, played by Kerri Russell. When he finds Agent Farris, she is slumped back in a wheelchair, nearly comatose, her face a mess of blood and bruises. Agent Hunt pulls out this huge syringe, telling Farris that it is adrenaline, and that it is going to hurt. Then he plunges the needle into her chest. Within seconds, her eyes pop open and she transforms from torture victim on death's door to the bionic woman with catlike reflexes and a gun:
Forget the Diet Coke. Give me a shot of adrenaline.