Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Friends who know, know.

It is estimated that 1 million people in the United States have Parkinson’s disease. It was inevitable that someone I know personally would have a friend or family member with the disease. Through observation, these friends had developed a core sense of what PD looked like.
When they saw me, they knew. They just weren’t going to tell me. Who would want to be the person to suggest that bomb shell? They were not physicians, just friends that I had vacationed with, fished with, or purchased hardware from.  They gave subtle hints. “Are you feeling ok? You don’t look your usual self.” The most daring friend suggested that a neurologist might help with my “shoulder pain.” I listened, but explained that I was in the care of a fine family doctor, an orthopedist, and a great physical therapist. My odd movements and stiffness (faint as both were at the time) would certainly improve by following the path I was on.
As they say, ignorance is bliss.

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