Not a programmer, but I can definitely attest that TV Medicine is wildly inaccurate. From CPR (method, success rate, reason for initiating) to the usefulness of various imaging modalities; it’s like watching a gardener plant a whole watermelon and growing a sky-high beanstalk the following morning.
A really fun intersection of both of these was the episode of Bones I saw once when visiting my dad, where some corpse had a microscopic code etched in its femur that then hijacked/hacked the CT machine computer when scanned.
For me, living this experience regularly, it’s that I don’t want to eat it, but fat-lizard-brain grabs the wheel and I’m just along for the ride.