Positive with Parkinson's and Examined!
I first stared having Parkinson symptoms a few weeks after I had terrible sciatica, which I still have. I attributed all of my issues to the sciatica I was diagnosed with. None of the doctors feel there is a correlation between sciatica and Parkinsons but I beg to differ. I found several articles that link the two. I had to start using a cane to walk and I still attributed my issues to sciatica. It was so painful that I took an increased amount of over the counter meds which put me in the hospital for ten days in May 2018. I started seeing a pain management doctor who gave me shots in my back which never worked and cost me $1200 a shot. I switched pain management docs and got another shot in my back which helped about 30%. That was the first relief I had had in months. I can't get another shot until Aug. this year. My daughter, who is a PA, suggested that I get tested/see a neurologist to be excluded from Parkinson's disease. The problem was it got ruled in not ruled out!! So now I understand my symptoms. By then I was using a walker. Now I am taking Levodopa. When I look back, I see that it was a progression almost from the time I got diagnosed with sciatica. At night I take Gabapentin and liquid marijuana drops. I have a prescription for medical marijuana! I also take two Gabapentin pills in the morning. Now I am just trying to live my life positively with this debilitating disease. I am not sure what I mean but I know I don't want to have a pity party.
I joined two online support groups and the people are wonderful and amazing and have given me a lot of hope. I often wonder why the people with the hardest lives are always there for others. It is totally true in the bereaved parent groups I am in. I am going to go to a support group in March for Parkinson sufferers. Am I really a sufferer?
Dan and Olya thought that the plot of land was too much of a slope. I thought it was flat enough but they didn't like it. So we are now going to focus on finding fixer upper. I spoke to a realtor last night and told him exactly what we are looking for and exactly where we want to live. He did a search and didn't find much, but at least, he knows what we are looking for.
I am thinking about joining a writers group that meets at my library. My writing is atrocious from the Parkinson's but thank goodness I can type my writings.
I am trying to think of things I am thankful for, excluding family and friends, since my diagnosis. I am really thankful that this disease seems to have cured my overactive bladder!!!I am thankful that I can still drive and get places by myself! I am also thankful that I can still walk, with a walker, of course. I am thankful that my chiropractor seems to have treated my sciatica and the pain is so much less! I am thankful I have a computer because some days, even I, can't read my own writing. I went to Catholic elementary school and I always got 90s and 95s in all my subjects, except for handwriting, it would always be a red glaring 75!! In fourth grade, my teacher was a nun and she was CRAZY about handwriting. I remember having to stay in for recess for a week to PRACTICE handwriting! I was in the "bad kid" recess group for my poor handwriting! Those Immaculate Heart nuns were absolutely crazy!! My 5th grade nun started collecting for Pagan Babies in Sept. The collections were supposed to take place in April but she started in Sept so she would have the most Pagan Babies! That same crazy fifth grade nun would pull down the map for our Geography final so we could supposedly "spell" the words correctly! The final exams in our diocese were cloak and dagger stuff. The exams came in sealed packages which the teachers could not open until we switched classes. This nun just blatantly opened the exam packages and read the "directions" to us because she wanted everyone to understand the questions. Then she read most of the questions to us, for examples she said, but she had people answer the questions and that was cheating!! None of us were going to call her on it!! So many good and poor memories from Catholic elementary school! That same nun Sister Lucian, rarely checked homework. But when she did, you had better have the same amount of homework pages as her pet student Brian! She had a marker and purple or red ink pad that marked "examined" on each page. I always did my homework so I was ok. She would count the pages as she marked examined. You would see most of the boys scurrying and writing in their homework copybook while she was on the other side of the room. If you didn't have the required amount, she would use the "examined" marker and mark their heads for the number of pages they didn't have!! Really!! I still remember the blond buzzed heads of the Wilson twins walking around with the words "examined" ALL OVER THEIR BLOND heads! I wonder what their parents thought when they went home. In those days, no one questioned the nuns! It was always "Yes, Ster,"
the nuns were always right, I can't imagine that being permitted today!!
I joined two online support groups and the people are wonderful and amazing and have given me a lot of hope. I often wonder why the people with the hardest lives are always there for others. It is totally true in the bereaved parent groups I am in. I am going to go to a support group in March for Parkinson sufferers. Am I really a sufferer?
Dan and Olya thought that the plot of land was too much of a slope. I thought it was flat enough but they didn't like it. So we are now going to focus on finding fixer upper. I spoke to a realtor last night and told him exactly what we are looking for and exactly where we want to live. He did a search and didn't find much, but at least, he knows what we are looking for.
I am thinking about joining a writers group that meets at my library. My writing is atrocious from the Parkinson's but thank goodness I can type my writings.
I am trying to think of things I am thankful for, excluding family and friends, since my diagnosis. I am really thankful that this disease seems to have cured my overactive bladder!!!I am thankful that I can still drive and get places by myself! I am also thankful that I can still walk, with a walker, of course. I am thankful that my chiropractor seems to have treated my sciatica and the pain is so much less! I am thankful I have a computer because some days, even I, can't read my own writing. I went to Catholic elementary school and I always got 90s and 95s in all my subjects, except for handwriting, it would always be a red glaring 75!! In fourth grade, my teacher was a nun and she was CRAZY about handwriting. I remember having to stay in for recess for a week to PRACTICE handwriting! I was in the "bad kid" recess group for my poor handwriting! Those Immaculate Heart nuns were absolutely crazy!! My 5th grade nun started collecting for Pagan Babies in Sept. The collections were supposed to take place in April but she started in Sept so she would have the most Pagan Babies! That same crazy fifth grade nun would pull down the map for our Geography final so we could supposedly "spell" the words correctly! The final exams in our diocese were cloak and dagger stuff. The exams came in sealed packages which the teachers could not open until we switched classes. This nun just blatantly opened the exam packages and read the "directions" to us because she wanted everyone to understand the questions. Then she read most of the questions to us, for examples she said, but she had people answer the questions and that was cheating!! None of us were going to call her on it!! So many good and poor memories from Catholic elementary school! That same nun Sister Lucian, rarely checked homework. But when she did, you had better have the same amount of homework pages as her pet student Brian! She had a marker and purple or red ink pad that marked "examined" on each page. I always did my homework so I was ok. She would count the pages as she marked examined. You would see most of the boys scurrying and writing in their homework copybook while she was on the other side of the room. If you didn't have the required amount, she would use the "examined" marker and mark their heads for the number of pages they didn't have!! Really!! I still remember the blond buzzed heads of the Wilson twins walking around with the words "examined" ALL OVER THEIR BLOND heads! I wonder what their parents thought when they went home. In those days, no one questioned the nuns! It was always "Yes, Ster,"
the nuns were always right, I can't imagine that being permitted today!!
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