Or so you’d believe if you read, well, pretty much anything. Coincidentally, I’d already decided on today’s topic; I just had to write it. I scrolled on over to my mail, clicked on the icon, and voila! My mail opened on this, from my friend and fellow Parky blogger (and so much more) Sharon Krischer, …
Tag: life
Positive attitude: blessing or curse
I spent a day recently with two old friends. Someone mentioned another member of our friend group who had just completed her last round of chemo. Everyone made note of her positive attitude in the face of a scary diagnosis. We reminded one another that this friend boasted a naturally optimistic disposition; she fell into …
Hidden talents
84% of us have something special in our arsenal of abilities. Actually, that’s a totally made up figure, but I bet it’s true. But first, I shall treat you to a hilarious little video. This could easily be me ...or any one of us. Next up; here’s a nice little math problem for you; if …
I had my head examined
Wednesday, 3:45 am. My airport chauffeur has arrived. Ooh fun, you’re thinking, maybe like me, associating middle of the night flights with Negronis by the pool, the satisfying thwack of balls being volleyed down at the beach. Um, not exactly. I’m flying from Boston to New York for a PETscan, a requirement for my clinical …
Adventures in Transportation
A wee bit of background. I'm having surgery on my brain as a participant in a clinical trial for a new gene therapy for Parkinson's. Yes, there will be holes drilled into my brain. No, I won't be awake for it, and it isn't expected to be painful. The study provides what they call "concierge" …
I’ve Flunked Meditation
I’d just concluded a delightful four-day visit with an old friend in Atlanta. We’ve known each other since we met at Camp.Mataponi in Naples, Maine at the age of ten. We were fast friends for all our nine years at camp, lost touch for decades, and miraculously reconnected about fifteen years ago. Our lives are …
Parky dreams…occasionally sweet, always interesting
Sweet dreams I have a couple of friends with whom I chat in the early morning hours, usually between 7:00 and 8:00. And I haven’t turned into my mother. Oh no, it’s way less predictable than that. I’ve turned into my grandmother. I guess the “start-the-day with-a-rambling-conversation” gene skips a generation. Here’s a nearly verbatim …
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Apply for your (not) dream job
Despite retirement, I now have a nearly full time job. Congratulations, you're thinking. WTF I'm thinking. Here's the resume that thrust me into this line of work: Job Title: Healthy person 1973-2021; Not so healthy person. 2021-Present. Skills and qualifications: Lemons into lemonade outlook. Ability to change horses in midstream. Patience of a saint. Goal: …
I quit …. And other lies
Yesterday, as I spent way too much time sorting and storing pills, I walked into a different room, sat myself down and made a declaration to myself and to the world: “I am doing the unheard of in the chronic illness community. "I'm taking the day off." What does that mean, exactly? For one, no …
I am my illness
I recently posted a request asking the parkinsonsphere how they’d like to be treated. Several commented”I am not my illness.” Well guess what folks, I’m throwing in the towel and stating, if not proudly but with resignation and conviction “ I am my illness.” If I were not, would I be: Organizing the medication section …
Moving and Shaking 