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---------- > > > > > > . > > > > > > > ..Carl Barker has shared with some of us his excellent poem about Parkinson's > > > My writing shrinks as if to hide from the reality > > of its being > > While muscles often twitch like a dog lying dreamily > > by the fire > > > What demon lurks to cause these changes in my > > familiar self? > > What cause to make my gait to drag, my arm to hang > > lazily at my side? > > > These subtle losses lead me to the sages trained > > in puzzles of the flesh > > To seek-but not to find at first-the answers > > I desire > > > Then onward in my quest for truth, satisfaction > > must be found > > At last, a diagnosis known-a name to call this thing - > > a reason for my trails > > > Now known, fear subsides a bit- it's not THAT but THIS > > a detour on the path of life > > An inconvenience > > Not an end > > > A change in routine here, a new medication there > > and I will triumph > > It will not control, but be controlled > > My demon now known, loses power to posses > > And is in turn possessed > > > > Carl R. Barker, President > > Maine Chapter, APDA > > > > > >