It was injection time this morning. The past two days have been shaky. Tim picked me up around 9 AM.
"You ready for the biggest needle I have ever seen?" he asked me smiling.
"It doesn't bother me," I replied with much machismo.
"I certainly wouldn't want someone sticking me in the ass with one of those things," Tim said said of my Risperdal Consta.
We talked about old muscle cars on the drive down. A subject I know a lot about. Tim's first car was a Plymouth Satellite. My first car was a '72 Chevelle 350 SS. I told Time if I ever became rich, I was going to have a Chevelle convertible restored.