A goodnight and a very kind fare thee all well. I’ve had a very, very long day mentally. One I would rather forget, and I am getting in the bed and curling up with my dearest my nurse, the Maggins. She’s grooming now in the bedroom and getting ready for me to turn the heat down and to go get in the bed. Charlie will be here bright and early in the morning with bacon, egg, and cheese biscuits, hash browns and orange juice. Let’s hope my mental illness malaise has lifted by then.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
From High Noon to Sundown…
Labels:
Charlie,
Maggie,
Mental Health,
Mental Illness,
Sunday Morning Biscuits
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I have been one sick camper. Dad asked me when's the last time I ate last and I ate last Saturday. Not postmortem just yet!!!
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