I am still not feeling one hundred percent. My head felt all buzzy during and after my three mile hike today. It was a swimmy feeling like I was drunk. I was even slurring some of my words. They increased my Risperdal up 3 mg and added 10 mg of Lexapro. I wonder if those are the reasons I feel the way I do. I just feel as if I am moving in slow motion. Even my shadow upon the ground, as I hiked this afternoon in the late afternoon winter sun, seemed odd to me and wavered violently and shimmered as I walked.
My hike was mostly uneventful. I did get to see one train pass which made my day. I stood off to the side of the tracks as the great locomotive came clamoring by pulling several other locomotives and possibly a fifty car unit coal train. I felt like a kid again like I always do when seeing such a magnificent sight. The train passed and I rushed over to kneel and put my ear upon that cold steel rail to listen to the train fade far off in the distance through the metal of the rails. It creates a resonance that is music to my ears and like none other.
It was another brutally cold day here in the south. We usually don’t see such temperatures this cold during the day throughout the winter. It got only up to 37 degrees today (2.7 degrees Celsius). I know. Don’t laugh at me you Canadians and Northerners. Us Southerners are not used to such cold temperatures and rarely do we see them so low during the peak heating hours of the day.
The evening, mom called me and Helen had fixed a wonderful supper.
“Come over and eat with me,” Mom said.
“I will be over as soon as I put on some warm clothes,” I replied. “What did Helen cook by the way?”
“Ground sirloin patties in gravy, steamed cabbage, mashed garlic potatoes, cornbread, and cole slaw,” Mom told me.
“Man, that sounds delicious,” I replied as I hung up the phone, dressed in some warm clothes, and walked over to eat.
After eating, my father arrived home from work and informed me he had arranged with a very good local restaurant for me to go everyday and eat lunch (meat and two vegetables, cornbread, dessert, and tea) everyday. Dad had already paid for this month. He is worried about my weight loss these days and hopes this will fatten me up some. I graciously accepted as this restaurant is awesome and that means one meal I won’t have to cook and wash up afterwards. I will just walk or ride my bike over everyday and eat my lunch as the restaurant is nearby. I am at my lowest weight level in years and years. Maybe that fattening and delicious restaurant food will put some pounds on.