You should see Maggie and I cramped on that little twin bed in my computer room. I like it though. She will nestle against my bare chest and her rhythmic breathing puts me to sleep. You can also feel her slowing heartbeat as she settles down and drifts off. Dad calls her my wife. Any room I am in and she is with me keeping up with me.
My injection is this Tuesday. I am now in that twilight zone where my medication levels are slowly fading and dropping. This always makes for interesting times. I experienced some numbness in my hands this morning shortly after awaking. Thankfully, it went away after eating a breakfast of Chef Boyardee mini ravioli. Dad, lately, has been more forgiving of giving me extra Risperdal when I get like this. I look forward to seeing my nurse, Rebecca, and resetting the clock so to speak.
Mom was right that $38 dollars wasn’t enough groceries. I didn’t tell her I am almost out so as not to panic her. I told dad and he is getting me things to make sandwiches today. We are also going to go get me gasoline for the first time in three weeks. I did some calculations this morning and I have only put 4000 miles on my car in the five years I have owned it. Pretty amazing, huh? I just never drive except to go the mile to mom and dad’s.