"I thought that if YOU saw something coming, then I needed to be ready too..."I was mulling over that set of thoughts when there was a soft knock at t...e door."Come in," Cindy said.It was an orderly, the floor nurse, and that hospital media guy."Are you SURE you're up to this, Mister Richards?" the nurse asked. The suit guy looked over her shoulder expectantly."Oh, sure," I said. "As long as you got something soft for that wheelchair seat. And I get to go to the bathroom first..."The nurse. My ultimate fantasy coming true before my eyes (‘course “ultimate fantasies” tend to change as time goes by.) Tying to stay calm, I kept my face impassive while a billion unbidden thoughts jammed themselves into my consciousness. Is the reality to be as interesting as the fantasy? Will the fantasy be ruined if we do this? Will Jillian be jealous? I couldn’t afford that to happen. Yet, my face showed none of this. I tried to act as if this happened every day of my life and I was accepting it. Finally, unable to contain myself, I leaned forward. ‘So, what did she say?’ Stan waved his hand nonchalantly. ‘Nothing important. I’m sure it wouldn’t interest you.’ I glared at him. ‘Stan…,’ I said dangerously. Stan laughed and held up his hands in self-defense. ‘Calm down, big brother! I’ll tell! No need to get violent!’ Furtively, he leaned forward. ‘She said that the man with her is not her date, just a friend. I told her you were shy and she thought that was cute. She told me to encourage. "Tom..." I turned to see a man dressed in a black suit. Beneath his suit he wore a stripped tie and a white shirt. I turned my head from side to side, seeing if anyone else was unfrozen. But no one was. I turned back to him. "Tom..."he said again. "Tom, I wanna help you." Wha... What's going on?" Tom, you seem to be in a panic here and I wanna help you." What do you mean?" Tom, it's obvious that you are unsatisfied with how your life has turned out so far. The boss, the girlfriend, the.