January 23, 2009
He's in surgery now. We're waiting. Ezra is here and being the best baby ever, as usual. Fish tank! Fish tank! Nurses! Whoo!
We're good. We're optimistic and okay. Except for the Rachel Ray Show on the TV here in the waiting room, which is making me want to punch something. I think I shall punch this gigantic blueberry muffin. Right after I eat it.
The hospital's wifi flags both Facebook and Twitter as inappropriate. Too many doctors trying to liveblog brain surgeries? So...I guess I will update my BLOG, like in the OLDEN DAYS, oh my GOD. It'll be a few more hours before we know anything.
(For those of you waiting to hear more about the blueberry muffin, well, I'm sorry. Important updates only. I KNOW. It's downright medieval.)