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My Journey with Parkinson’s Disease

I found myself in my early thirties with 2 young children, a husband and advanced Parkinson's Disease.

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Stiff and shaky, I was often incontinent of urine, needed lots of help dressing.  It was an ordeal of momentous proportions to "get mother ready" just to move about the apartment - never mind to the car and out.  At night I drooled excessively and had to sleep standing up strapped against a wall in order to be able to breathe.

So I wailed out to the universe (not expecting an answer) "God, why do not you just take me now and quickly?!"  To my surprise and consternation, a reply came, "Because it's not time yet."

Bound, by the chains of Parkinson's, exhausted beyond words, feeling I had nothing to lose by carrying on this inane conversation with the voice of God, I replied, "So when is my time - and why can’t it be now??"

The voice replied, "It is not for you to know the time and it is not soon"

I replied, "But God, I'm a nurse.  I know that nobody ever gets cured of Parkinson's Disease - it only gets worse.  I cannot imagine continuing to live this way."

The result - silence from the great beyond.  In my irreverence, I thought that either I had stumped the Big Guy, or at least put Him in His place.  Fortunately, sanity and reverence kicked in.  I decided I did not have an answer because I had asked the wrong question.

So I queried, "God, how can You expect me to live like this.  You know that nobody has ever been cured of Parkinson's disease." 

 The voice responded, "Oh, really!"

I began listing famous people with Parkinson's - some still alive, others who had died with Parkinson's:  the Pope, Janet Reno, Mohammad Ali, Michael J. Fox, Mao Tse-tung, and others.  To this, the Voice responded "You're correct." My response was "So, if I cannot live with this and, if the rich and famous, with all their connections, cannot be cured, how do you expect me to be healed?"

In almost childlike simplicity and innocence, the very wizened voice responded, "Why cannot you be the first?" 

I said, "Fine God, make it happen".  The response - no instant miracle, but rather the start of a journey.

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Almost a quarter of a century later, most people do not even realize that I have Parkinson's when they meet me for the first time.

 Many of the techniques on my website are ones that I've found, modified, learned in order to cope initially and then diminish the signs and symptoms of Parkinson's to where today they are barely noticeable.

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Much of what is on www.AmidAngels.com has been a part of my healing process.  I believe that all things are possible, but some things just take longer than others. 

And my purpose for this writing is to share what has taken me a quarter of a century to learn with the hope that it can help others who may find themselves in "supposedly" impossible situations.

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Oct. 17       My Angel Certification

Oct. 24       You Asked for It – You Got It

Oct. 31       Holey Angel

Nov. 07      The Hand

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Nov. 21      Angels Fly Delta

Nov. 28      My Journey with Parkinson’s