And so it’s my birthday. Happy birthday to me. Another year older and I’ve lived another year with Parkinson’s. At first I thought I could handle it but sometimes it has its way with me and developed a little faster than I would have liked. At those times I don’t have Parkinson’s, it has me. So I shake a little more and I’m having some problems with balance. It could be worse. Happy three quarters of a century plus one to me.
PD is seen as a physical disease, defined as a movement disorder, but it really is a fight for the control of the mind and emotions. A healthy mind is the greatest asset in fighting the disease. It helps me accept the reality of what is, neither making more of the disease nor less. I will probably lose the physical battle with PD even though I exercise every day but I am not giving up the fight for my mind and emotional well being.
I don’t know if I should credit PD or thank aging or both or neither but
