At first I tried very hard to hide it. Eventually it was impossible. I found that people, even close acquaintances didn't know how to talk to me about it; very uncomfortable for them. Every day had become a mission for survival; survival of my personality and God given talents, survival of my feelings, of my dreams, survival of my body, face and hands.
Early on a neurologist told me I would never get better and to accept the reality of my situation. There was no way I could accept something so ludicrous. I never have, to this day, seriously resigned myself to a life of disability called 'Parkinson's'!
However, every day it still hits me like a ton of bricks. They tell me I have Parkinson's.......not me? Then I feel my slow moving fingers and stiff body. Yet, every day these symptoms leave my body and go to some unknown place. And I experience life like most everyone else; at least for a few hours. You can bet I make the most of those few hours!
My purpose here is sharing with anyone interested how I do what I do...live a mostly 'normal' life and maintain a diagnosis of Parkinson's. It might surprise you. So as my days go forward I will be sharing my daily efforts, failures, triumphs, and most importantly my glorious hours of freedom of movement.