I get chatty when I don't feel well (You should hear Joyce cuss when she is doing poorly). Most people would clam up or turn to their family. My family is in Texas and my other family is my blog friends. I want you all to know I feel so much better tonight. It took a few hours, but my extra Risperdal helped immensely. Soon, Charlie will be here with my nightly medications and I can retire. I didn't even check comments on that last post for fears of being berated about work. Most people have such a strong work ethic drilled into them for most of their lives that I felt it might bring out the ire of someone's goodwill who had worked all day without relent.
Right now I am enjoying going outside on this warm spring evening and watching Maggie. This new season has really brought out the best in her personality. She has really made the backyard her new home. I am pleased to have such a fenced in space for her. I feel all mentally ill people should have companion pets if they are able. Just not the mental elderly ladies who adopt 50 cats and don't take care of them. That seems to be common these days.
Well, thank you for those of you who read and still stick by me. I hope you are finding things just get better and better. I have less of these "spells." Life is certainly more livable these days. Goodnight.