Malaise…

I was trying to figure out this much maligned malaise I am in today when I remembered my father gave me my medications yesterday at 2 PM after he closed the pharmacy at noon and they have long since worn off. I took some more of my psychiatric medications and hopefully in an hour I will be feeling better.  I also think my blood pressure medication is the key component to me feeling better today. Especially regarding the fatigue I feel. Corralled By Graybeard… Earlier today, I was driving to my parent’s house to pick up some lunch.  Graybeard, with his Gilligan’s hat, waves me to a stop practically getting in front of my Honda. “You know?” I thought to myself. “He kind of looks like a clothed Sasquatch.” “Can you carry me to the Dollar General across the river?” he asked with his gruff voice as he leaned in my driver’s side window. “Okay,” I said to the big gangly man reluctantly. “Get in.” I drove on to my parent’s house first and mom had a plate of lunch sitting on the back porch. It was a plate of various fruits, cold cuts, cheeses, and crackers which later proved to be quite delicious. We then left to fulfill Greybeard’s wishes. It was a short drive across the Chattahoochee, but it would have been one heluva walk. “It is fried chicken night at my hacienda,” I told him excitedly as we drove home leaving Dollar General. Greybeard said he was having peach schnapps and fuzzy navels for his dessert. “I might even make it the m...

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - November 3, 2013 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs