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When I was first diagnosed, at Mayo Clinic & my neuro concurred; I had no idea of what to expect-I was slim & in shape & could run rings around the other mom's up at school. "Piece of cake" thought I! But the PD was patient & insidious. The nurse at my neuro's office once mentioned going to a support group, but we both agreed that it would be counter-productive for me to see individuals with full-blown PD. I would just get depressed & besides, I wasn't ever going to get that bad! While I struggled to get my SS Disability, PD took hold and never let go. Looking back, I wonder now if my choice was the right one. Had I known that I would indeed be one of those drooling, stumbling, frightened people that I was so afraid of, what would I have done differently: Would I have gotten my son's baby book filled up like his sister's now that my handwriting is in the toilet? Would I have played with my kids more, talked more, prayed more, made love to my husband more? I'll never know but I like to think maybe I would have done something different had I known then how truly limited my time was to be. -- --- Joan Snyder (47/10/8) <[log in to unmask]> Peoria,IL "Do or do not. There is no try." Yoda http://www.newcountry.nu/pd/members/snyder/page1.htm