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Hi Ray, I tend to be in total agreement with you. My father had PD. When it started we're not sure. He always said he was "strong like bull" so maybe he didn't want to acknowledge any symptoms. He was formally diagnosed around 1997/98. Unfortunately, my parents lived in Tennessee so I only got to see them once a year. I'm in NJ. Fortunately, my brother was nearby. On Oct 27, 2000 he fell and broke his hip. Had a hip replacement. Went to HealthSouth for physical therapy and never made it home. I saw him a month before he died and it was the most pathetic thing I ever saw. I guess he gave up. My mother stopped all blood transfusions, no feeding tube, no antibiotics (they both had living wills). He fell asleep for a few days and died with my mother by his side. Peacefully. She died 363 days later from heart complications. They were so devoted to each other. Something you don't see much of these days. As caretaker I saw what my mother went through and the heartache she suffered. We spoke often on the phone. I'm 52 and 3 neuros have told me I have PD. I'm seeing a movement disorder specialist at Robert Wood Johnson next month and hope I can get a formal diagnosis. I'm scared. I sometimes secretly hope that my endometrial cancer will come back and I'll succumb to that or maybe the cardiomyopathy that I was diagnosed with in 1994 will wipe me out fast and painlessly. I thought it was one disease per person. Guess not. Life is not fair. Good luck to you and God Bless. If you want to talk more, please contact me. Roberta ---------------------------------------------------------------------- To sign-off Parkinsn send a message to: mailto:[log in to unmask] In the body of the message put: signoff parkinsn