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Dear Murray and other bad-luck "parkies" like me with camptocormia, How could this happen to such nice people like us. The day before yesterday I learned a stinky new word (starts with a "c") and I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Wasn't Parkinsons bad enough? I am only the second person my movement disorders specialist has seen with this condition and a roomful of neurological surgeons had never seen it before. My neurologist is already talking DBS. What are the other options that are less invasive but that still work? I have an appointment with a physical therapist - does that work? How do you deal with the excruciating back pain? How do you deal with the loss of a normal life - "shop 'til you drop" happens in about 12 and a half minutes. My husband still thinks tnat's too long. No more freedom to hop in the car and go where you please. Now I have a good view of the sidewalk while I fumble with a cane and a handbag and wait for some good-natured soul to drive me around. I would like to stand up straight and look at people's faces - is this possible? Is there still life after camptocormia? Laying on the couch all day watching CNN does not count. Anxiously waiting for advice, Margaret ---------------------------------------------------------------------- To sign-off Parkinsn send a message to: mailto:[log in to unmask] In the body of the message put: signoff parkinsn