Does everyone feel like this?

[chrismw]

When did I become a memory?

There’s me before PD

And there’s me now

Everything is a measure

of me as a memory

How can it be that I’m just a memory of me?

[Linden]

So good to read a poem that pinpoints an aspect of Parkinsons so accurately and poignantly, as only a poem can do. More ! Make a book of Parkinsons poems...

Congratulations chrismw

[chrismw]

Thanks Linden, a book for and about pd! Hmmm--lol thanks much

[tlongmire in reply to chrismw]

I agree. I think all of the poets on this site should collectively put all of your poems together and make a book of poems about PD. Maybe you could get Michael J Fox's organization to sponsor or a local PD Organiztion. It could be sold during next years Parkinson's Awareness month. Perhaps the proceeds could be used to help find a cure. Just thinking out loud.

[Court]

Hi ChrisI often feel like this, before and after. If I could choose, I would choose before every time. Does anyone have a Time Machine? But I am not going to grumble.

Sue

[tlongmire in reply to Court]

Sue I think the Time Machine would be awfully crowded because we'd all be there with you.

[PatV]

We work and work to improve ourselves--jogging, aerobics, ballroom dancing, languages, work skills, then wham we are happy if we can walk shuffle to the corner for the paper and back. Big deal to get my own shopping! Whataworld! But STILL I am not discouraged.

[Maryt1967]

Well said, Chris. Very well said.

[DeParkiePoet]

I spent 30 minutes on my hands and knees in my garage, 2.30 am, Sunday night

Trying to open a bottle of Carrot juice. I never gave in to the impulse to get water.

I used a vise to break the plastic cnnections and walllaaahyhn walllaah, I got it open. I never want to be that dysfunctional again I lied it took 28 minutes..

SO CRUSHING it was, that

If a bus had driven through my garage I would have thanked God for HER generosity. hopefully in person.

Don't let the PD MONSTER Get to you.

Now Monday night, Sleep being a brief blip on somene else's timeline

I caught the GREMLIN acting up . I put him in his place by having fun.

all I could do was eat Ice cream with fresh made Rhubarb Sauce. YUmmy!

So my advice is to keep your chin up, Believe me it could and will get much worse before it gets any better.

BE GENEROUS TO YOURSELF AND LET OTHERS CATER TO YOU, YOU'VE DONE ENOUGH SERVICE!

i love you all very much get well for pete's sake

[ddmagee1 in reply to DeParkiePoet]

I can relate, for sure. An excellent poem, that is a keepsake. Ice cream, with fresh rhubarb sauce sounds so perfect, for a special treat! Thanks for sharing!

[MarionP]

Ya. Nice poem. New drug name ID: "F-it-ol." Take with liberal ETOH. (Yes sharoncrayn, I know...my American experience has taught me that sometimes you just have to say "F-it.")