Will you hold my hand?

Not sure if I’ve shared this poem before, but I quite like it so thought I would share today. I shared it on a Parkies Facebook page that I follow that was asking people to share their talent, their arts and crafts. My Mother was a bit of an artist and my home is homeContinue reading “Will you hold my hand?”

A sense of unreality

I am regularly plagued by a sense of unreality. That I don’t really have Parkinson’s. That any symptoms I might have can be explained away by overwork, tiredness, age, anything but Parkinson’s. My symptoms are pretty mild. I can walk without shuffling. My balance is pretty good. My reduction in energy levels explained away byContinue reading “A sense of unreality”