Charlie brought by two ribeye steak dinners for lunch. He bastes his steaks in this rich butter and A-1 sauce as he grills them that is so delicious.
"Be sure to give Maggie some," Charlie told me as he was leaving. "I will see you tonight."
Well, Maggie is one happy dog. She keeps searching the house for more as one steak must not have been enough. I have never been happier being able to give that to her. Seeing her happy brings me incredible joy -- the kind of joy that is comparable to kids at Christmas and Model Railroaders putting the final golden spike on a layout.
I am feeling so-so today. I am crossing my fingers that the doldrums stay away -- trying to keep a chipper and upbeat mood. I am so obsessive-compulsive, though, and have drank a twelve pack of diet cokes since waking. I am praying my injection keeps working till Dad gets back tomorrow and I have ready access to my Risperidone again. I certainly don't want to feel ill today. I wish I could sleep a few days ahead in time until my next injection and wish to put these trying days behind me. It will be touch and go, but I am going to do my best to stay on the up and up.