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We're not sure how to say the name, but we know what is it. It's first appearance may be in the form "I don't think I'll do that today" or "I don't think I'll go tonight dear". As time passes, this thing that sounds like a new dance craze may evolve into "I can't seem to drum up the enegry" or "I've been tired all day". Over time this hard to pronounce description will cause us to sit in the nearest chair when entering a room. Requests such as "would you get me a glass of water?" become more frequent. Trips to such far away places as "the kitchen" or "the bathroom" must be planned well in advance. Once pleasant pastimes become events of such duration that they pass into fond memories. What is it? It's the effort to lift a child spent lifting a glass. It's time walking in the sun with friends spent crossing a room. It's the long walk through the dark to turn on the light. It's a thief that turns seconds to minutes and minutes to hours. All this, and such an odd sounding name. Bradykinesia. --<--<@ @>-,-`-- [log in to unmask] http://rampages.onramp.net/~mgiles/