Mom's been over here all day. She's having a very hard time and doesn't want to be alone. I am very happy to have her as I get lonely here all day with just me and Maggie. Maggie sleeps all the time these days.
Last night went over like a lead balloon. I don't want to say much as not to sully this blog post with all that junk. I am to take my Lithium and I am to learn to like it!
Mrs. Jones showed me how she makes her Southern buttermilk biscuits this morning. I watched as she carefully and thoroughly cut in the shortening into the flour. She them poured in the buttermilk from a measuring cup and kneaded it very sparingly before she cut the biscuits. Let me tell you they were heavenly.
"Knead it too much and your biscuits will be tough," she told me.
Yesterday's experiment with the Lithium dosage unleashed the hounds so to speak as far as my anxiety attacks go. I am hoping for some peace as my Lithium levels continue to drop. I will have to take more tonight and dad stays 15 minutes to make sure they are down good. I am throwing those suckers up as soon as he leaves.