And of course with Clark knowing me too well he's placed my wheelchair in another room so I won't be tempted to "leave" prematurely.
...they've thought of everything
My surgery isn't supposed to happen for another two hours...
I'm not worried. I know I'm in well hands.
I did get a minute to check the news and THIS came through the Gotham Gazette website.
The news is truely exciting. I'd love to be a part of this somehow.
I have a feeling I'd have to talk to Bruce about this....
Of course, he's going to tell me: "You need to get better first."
No matter how many times he's been a complete ass, he's still one of the sweetest men I know. (Next to my daddy of course...)
Maybe I can flag him down before this operation to talk about it....
Wonder where he ran off to. Coulda sworn I seen him walk off down the hall.