Sunday, 31 October 2010


Since Parky arrived I have become a gadget freak. My excuse of course is that Parky won’t let me do what I want to, but I must confess that on several occasions with him in the back ground as an excuse purchases have been made.
Small things like potato peelers, which it has been pointed out to me I use in a totally different way to other people; I move the potato and hold the peeler steady. I suppose it just goes to show how we start adapting without knowing.
The magic bullet, the nicer dicer, a guillotine like tool for chopping veg and that’s just in the kitchen
I have also got a steam press for my ironing it’s a great help, that was one in the eye for Parky he thought he had stopped me ironing by making the iron seem as heavy as a cannonball.
I now have a battery screw driver and am like a child wandering about looking to see what I can demolish.
I am sure if I looked around I would surprise even me just how many gadgets I have. The truth is that they are my way of staying independent; I will fight tooth and nail to be in charge of my life.
My Mate Parky had better get ready  for a fight as I don’t intend to let him take me over

Saturday, 30 October 2010

Living with Parkinson's Disease

I am not sure when Parky made me aware of his presence, it was as if he had been around for a long time but kept very quiet.
He started to cramp my style, stopped me in my tracks and made a general nuisance of himself. I would be minding my own business doing some mundane job and there he was a real pain in the bum.
What does he do? Well if I am trying to open a bag he holds my fingers, if I am trying to dance he thinks it’s fun to make my shoes so heavy that I look such an idiot and also feel like one. He holds my neck in a vice like grip so that I feel like a robot, probably look and sound like one as well.
Sometimes I think I have left him behind me but I can’t fool him, he just lets me know that he is happy to stay with me forever.
I suppose in some ways I have got used to having him around, I like to think I can get one over him on occasions. I decorated the hall and just nipped off to bed for a nap when he called.
So what will life be like with a Mate like Parky??????????????????????????????