It being the middle of the day when everyone was awake I would without thought struggle and fight with all my might to also stay awake. Places to go, things to do, people to consider, expectations to accommodate, I struggled on. Then one day during an appointment with the neurologist / motion disorder specialist he asked me why I did that and prescribed that I take an afternoon nap everyday. Ridiculous, I thought, far too busy , not a baby or an old man I said and soldiered on. Thankfully sooner or later even a silly old man will start to see reason and during conversations with others my age some with PD but most with out PD , it became clear that many were cheating and napping in the afternoons, perhaps the majority. They admitted it as if it carried no sign of weakness, no effort to hide it, no excuses, and I was stunned. A nap ? This is what it had come to. I have always been able to force myself onward, do without that pain medication, do without that sleep , ignore the hunger and keep going, keep playing , keep trying. all necessary often to win.
Why do men die at a younger age than women? I noticed that men fill the hospital beds. Past leaders of companies and commerce, sports professionals, ex policemen, men of inner strength arriving at the hospital as a passenger in a vehicle driven by their wife. The women helps the men to tie their shoes and then find them a wheelchair and prepares for a life with out them. These silly old men who have destroyed their own bodies with sports like hockey and football and too much work and stress and no rest with vacations ignored. Silly old men who are trapped in a lifestyle of self-made rules and expectations, unsustainable goals and minimum limits. Silly old men that knew it all , whom nature will now quickly cull and remove and leave behind the truly smart ones. I am a silly old man and my friends now know they are also , too late the realization . Too late to pass the message.