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Friday was a mess. I didn't sleep much Thursday night and the first thing I was aware of Friday morning was my shakeing right arm. I took my meds on schedule but they had little effect. I really started getting scared when 3:00 PM rolled around and I had been fighting through jello all day with only a sight reduction in the tremor. I told my boss I was not feeling well, called Kristen, and went home. Something was wrong. But I was not thinking verry well and so the cause of my problem did not occur to me. I logged onto #parkinsons and then wondered I was going to do. I couldn't hit two keys in the proper order, much less a sentence. But I had to talk to someone. (Kristen, had to work so we didn't have time to talk.) I had forgotten something about #parkinsons. People there do not care how you type or how long it takes you to get the words out. They will ping you to make sure it's not lag then sit back and wait. I got my question out, surrounded by various forms of "I'm sorry for my typing". First, I got an answer to my question. "Are you tense?", they asked. I looked at the screen in shock. Me? Yes. "Tension can have an effect on your meds....", my friends said. What a relief. I was not going to experience total system failure in one day! Second, when they were sure I had absorbed the answer to my question, they reminded me of something I'd forgotten. I was amoung friends who didn't care about apperances, they care about people. Thank you my friends. I'm much better today. I was told about tension earlier in the week, but I guess I had to learn the hard way.