Bottoms up! Or more accurately, bottoms down! To the tune of the Hokey Pokey or the ditty of your choice You slide your right foot out And you start to spin around Before you know it, Your butt has hit the ground Aaaargh you scream Parky! out of my space I can walk just fine …
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Bottoms up! Or more accurately, bottoms down! To the tune of the Hokey Pokey or the ditty of your choice You slide your right foot out And you start to spin around Before you know it, Your butt has hit the ground Aaaargh you scream Parky! out of my space I can walk just fine …
Continue reading Doing the Parkinson’s shuffle or If I fell…
“What in the world are you talking about?” is, from my cozy Massachusetts redoubt, what I hear all of you calling to me. Well, it's not that cozy, as Marie Kondo will tell us, but I am holed up here due to a busted hip on top of the discomfort precipitated by Parkinson’s. Even if …
Continue reading A Phalanx of Flovents PLUS…Marie Kondo pays a visit
I recently chatted for the first time in a while with a friend, Marnie, who moved to Europe many years ago. Her husband was recently diagnosed with Parkinson’s. In my effort to get my story out there (with jokes), I realized I’ve overlooked a big piece of the Parkinson’s picture: the caregivers. These valiant souls …
You may have noticed that I find alliteration appealing. Too true! But the bigger news is I COOKED TWO MEALS yesterday. As in preheated the oven, chopped some broccoli and cauliflower (but bought precut onions - I'm not that ambitious) and made a sweet potato soup (so-so) and a dish with the aforementioned vegetables that …
First, I promised a report on my experiment in which the subject - that would be moi- departs her home under a cloud of circumstantial stress, which, she hypothesizes, plays a significant role in the activation of her Parkinson’s symptoms. Which is to say, the day before I left for vacation in France, you could …
That’s the second most frequent comment I hear after my revelation that I have Parkinson’s, the first being “I’m so sorry to hear that.” And it’s true, I appear to be just fine. My gait looks fairly normal, sprightly even, though I occasionally veer off into a wall. I manage to keep up with my …
Moving and Shaking Hello friends and followers, I haven’t thrown in the laptop on the blog, which honestly is one of the most satisfying activities in my life right now, along with helping to plan my - how could it be - fiftieth college reunion. But the weekly post has become a bit too high …
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Apple - check. Ditto, small white handkerchief. The year is 1973, and I'm a newly minted college grad, about to embark on what will turn out to be a lifetime effort to meditate successfully. The apple and hankie we were told to bring with us to the lesson. This will be their last appearance in …
Yep, I'm a real human being, churning out words to amuse myself and maybe even you too. But sometimes I wish In could just turn over this wordsmithing to someone else. Because sometimes I am just too damn tired. Since such a someone else does not exist, I'll do the next best thing. I will …
Moving and Shaking 