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Monday 29 February 2016

"It makes me feel the way I need to feel."

―Snoop Dogg

Why do I believe a cure is not far off, you might ask. Well, consider this, I started university in 1964. One of the courses I took was first year chemistry, a subject that required some complicated calculations. To ease our struggles, we were taught to use the slide rule, the height of technology at the time. Easy, they told us. Maybe, but I never got the hang of it. Today, while playing with my smart phone, I was amazed at how far we have come. A long, long way baby. I might even have passed that course had I the use of a simple calculator.

slide rule

Now I expect that the magicians working on a cure will conjure one up in 5 years or less. You heard me right. I give them 5 more years.

I expect I will not have deteriorated too far by then and will benefit from whatever they come up with. I am already 5 years post dx and truly, I feel fine. I just don't feel parky most of the time? Why is that, you may ask. There are 4 possibilities:

  • I am just one of the lucky ones.
  • The drugs (mirapex , amantadine & L-dopa)keep on working their magic.
  • My exercise regime has slowed the deterioration
  • I am currently involved in a study to see if caffeine will slow the process and hopefully, I am not on a placebo, and the drug is working,

Several thousands of people are involved in research projects. There are scientists concentrating on finder a cure. I am holding out for their research to produce a positive result. I give them 5 years.

In the meantime, I just heard on TV that mary jane (cannabis) may be an important drug in all brain deterioration disorders. Urge your prime minister, member of parliament, congress man/lady, etc to get this drug out of the darkness of illegality. To my friends in the USA, vote for Hillary. The Donald looks poised to become the republican nominee and he might set our movement back to the dark ages on religious grounds (if he actually has any religion in his internal election briefcase). We are on the side of the angels. In the words of Carl Sagan:

“The illegality of cannabis is outrageous, an impediment to full utilization of a drug which helps produce the serenity and insight, sensitivity and fellowship so desperately needed in this increasingly mad and dangerous world.”

Saturday 27 February 2016

"Don't eat more than you can lift."

— Miss Piggy

This place is getting nuttier by the hour. I saw that pig again; this time its owner was feeding it....with a baby's bottle and that little grunter was sucking it back as if there were no tomorrow and the owner had a second bottle ready to be drained by the pudgy porcine glutton. Of course, I have heard of pet pigs (remember "Green Acres" and the pig named "Arnold"?), but this place is awash with multi-million dollar condos, yachts as big as ocean liners, ultra expensive hotels and the historic art deco district. No place for a pig, no matter how cute it is. I mean, where does it poop when it is indoors, or even outdoors? A pig's poop is kind of slushy, isn't it? Gross! A pig is a pig. It belongs in a sty, on a farm, faraway and beyond my ken. When I think of a pig, I see it happily rolling in the mud. There is no mud here.

When it comes right down to it, I have to admit though, that pig is kind of cute. An attractive pig! Who knew?

I have told you that this is a dog's town, right? Well today I saw a woman pushing a baby carriage and gently talking to the baby except, it wasn't a baby. It was a dog! An obviously healthy dog. Now I can understand a person getting very close to their dog. I have been there, done that; but, pushing a dog in a baby carriage! Just weird, I think.

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A pat on my back - I have now done 4 x 3 miles without using my walking poles.

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Friday 26 February 2016

Well, now I have seen everything

This is a town of dogs, 99% of them are so small, you could step on one and not even notice it had been squashed. You also see the occasional pitbull, a beautiful dog when it is not in attack mode. I have seen a guy with a large anaconda wrapped around his neck and shoulders and another with a monkey sitting on the handlebars of its owner's bike. But yesterday, I saw the piece de resistance. From a distance, I noticed a gaggle of bikini clad young women crouching around something and a man smiling down on them and answering their questions. As I got closer, I saw the object of their cooing affection. It was a fat black pig!

The ladies were reaching out to stroke the pig, murmuring sweet nothings in the pig's ears. The pig could not have cared less and would have gone on its snorting way, if not restrained by the leash that attached him to his male owner. Obviously the guy was using the pig as a babe magnet and it seemed to be working.

I silently congratulated him while thinking to myself, That pig is worth more dead than it is alive

Yes, I love pork, a good source of protein, which brings me to today's PD topic, "the effect of protein on L-dopa".

If you are taking levodopa medication, and are eating pig or any other source of protein, the protein can sometimes compete with the L-dopa and prevent adequate amounts of drug from entering the bloodstream, thus reducing the effectiveness of the medication.

But, you are saying, "I like pig, beef, soy, etc. In fact, I like all protein. What am I to do?" Well, here is the good news. You don't have to avoid protein, just take your medication 30 - 60 minutes prior to eating thus giving the L-Dopa time to be absorbed into the blood stream. At least that is what I try to do, without much success; but, having read about it in several articles, so many of them, it must be true.

Finally, for the pig owner, you are stuck with that pig. You have a responsibility now, a burden which all us of non-pig owners happily don't have. So be good to your pig (you fool) and please always keep in mind the truism:

“HAM AND EGGS - A day's work for a chicken; A lifetime commitment for a pig.”

Thursday 25 February 2016

The semi insane and the total nutcases of Sobe

South Beach is unique. The art deco district is divided into two parts, north of 5th street and south of 5th (sofi). When we first came down, we tended to stay away from Sofi. That was sort of a ghetto wherein lurked some questionable people. The working poor had to mix with the violent and the crazy. Now, with the rehabilitation of South Pointe park and several new high-rises, Sofi has become gentrified, driving the crazies north of 5th and into the parks and beaches across the street from our condo (rented). Fortunately, the crazies are non violent, a little off-putting at times, and seem to be confined to he homeless. They tend to be solo nut cases; although sometimes the gather in herds and then they can make me nervous.

Don't get me wrong, I have never encountered violence, nor have I seen any but, you never know.

Here are a few of the colorful

  • The stone lady. This elderly woman staked out a spot on a side street. She sat in the same chair every day, every hour, her possessions around her and she and her treasures covered with thin, colorless plastic sheets. She never moved. I don't know what she ate. I was told she sometimes would walk to the beach for a shower. Think of it, 24 hours a day, like a mute stone statue, she starred out from the confines of her plastic prison. Then one year, she was gone. Apparently a parked car blew up in front of her and she was injured. She never returned.
  • The dreadlocks traveller. This fellow took up residence under a palm tree, toting a large suitcase that seemed to be full to bulging, and a smaller one that he used for a pillow. For 2 years he sat under that palm tree, never moving, never talking, just watching the world passing by, his dreadlocks getting dirtier by the day. He too disappeared.
  • The Shit Picker - I passed him on the beach today in the early morning. He was bending over and picking up....nothing, but in his mind, he was keeping the beach clean.

    "I am picking up shit," he yelled at me. "It's not my shit. It is somebody else's shit, but I am picking up that shit." Then he would look at a passing runner and the refrain would begin again.

  • Santa Claus - a regular for a few years. He dressed in a Santa suit which got soiled and dirtier until the fur of his white collar turned gray. He would say things that nobody understood but I caught one phrase. "Merry f@$#ing Christmas. Let me just say to you...." I hurried away and Santa got on bike an went the other way to preach to another reluctant tourist.
  • The pirate - this guy dresses like a pirate, complete with a "Captain Hook" type hat and a beard. Wait a minute, that looks like a half a beard. It's true, he has a long grey beard on one half of his face and neck. The other half is clean shaven. Schizophrenia personified.
  • Then there are the fellows who sleep in doorways of vacant buildings, shouting obscenities at the passersby.There are several, but my wife and I were accosted by one of them who occupies a closed door way of a liquor store and, with his limited vocabulary shouted, "Mother-f$#kers, f%#king, f@#kers." Over and over as we passed him, our eyes straight ahead and hoping he wouldn't get up and follow. He stayed put. He was angry at someone only he could see.

Sounds like a terrible place, doesn't it? It isn't. It is one of the safest places I know of. The many police ensure troubles are quickly quelled.

Funny guys, sad even tragic, but what has this got to do with PD? It is a lesson. No matter how far along you are in your battle with parkinson's, there is always somebody worse of than you. Look at your condition and your personal world through optimistic, rose colored, glasses.

I mean, as long as there is Coca Cola, how bad can things be!

Wednesday 24 February 2016

"Victory has a thousand fathers, but defeat is an orphan." JFK

I accepted the challenge and now I am now am feeling the intoxication of victory. I set out, cautiously, to walk 10,000 steps without the crutch of my walking poles. I made it, exactly 11,413 to be accurate. I never felt a festinating step. It helped, I think, that the temperature hit 80F. Tomorrow, I will challenge myself once more.

One problem; we have been coming here for 15 years and I remember running the "board walk" (it is a tiled path) with ease. Now I am reduced to walking. I also remember 14 George Hamilton tans but this year I have had to slather myself with sun screen. The reason: on the 11th, I have an appointment with my dermatologist who has warned me, quite harshly actually, to keep out of the sun and there is no way I will show up in a precancerous shade of brown. So no more running and no more sun tanning. Bummer.

Tune in tomorrow.

Tuesday 23 February 2016

Hot Town, summer is serenity

It is hot, approaching 80F (about 25C). The various kinds of birds vying to be the loudest on the Lincoln Road Mall create a background symphony. I am in the tropics. It always amazes me that I can leave 3 feet of winter snow and cold and arrive in the summer 6 hours later.

In the tropical warmth I am becoming braver as I walk with my wife, without my nordic walking poles, the 38 minutes it takes to get to the nearest bookstore. I buy a book, Jeffrey Deaver. Supply must be limited, because the price is $18.00 USD, which I reckon to be $24.00 CDN and did I mention, it is a paperback?

That is just the way it is here in South Miami Beach where there is only one bookstore within walking distance. There are not many visitors who come here to read, but I need it for the plane trip. Westjets' newest plane is devoid of TV's. They have an entertainment system but it can't be accessed unless you have your tablet and pay $8.00 to pass the time. Anyway, no reading down here for me. Fortunately, I love walking, especially in the heat. I find tranquility in walking. I was afraid that this year, I would be unable to walk very far without my sticks to lean on. I was mistaken. I can still do it, cautiously of course, but serenely.

Turns out I am a big fan of serenity.

Today, my wife makes her annual trip to Dolphin Shopping Mall. I am told it is a huge shopping mall about .5 hours away by shuttle. That means I have to kill off the day by myself. Not an easy job. I plan a 3 mile walk followed by a long rest, not reading my book; rather, watching TV and napping. I might be overdoing the distance, but what the hey; life is short.

I am getting very little sleep, about 3 to 4 hours a night. Thanks PD, you sorry sleep-depriving bastard. The result is, by the afternoon I am more than exhausted and I think this can lead to scary events. These events are due to exhaustion, I hope, or dementia is creeping in. Yesterday morning for example, I wanted to turn the sound down on my computer and for about 1 minute or so, I could not remember how to do it. I was asleep shortly thereafter. I was scared for a moment, but that moment has passed.

Have I told you how hot this town can be? The local indigenous are so spoiled. My wife asked our waitress if it had rained much lately.

"No," the lady replied "But at least it is warm. It has been so cold; down in the low 60's!!"

On that day, the temperature back home boasted a high of 23F, which amounted to a winter heatwave. The forecast for the rest of our stay is in the mid to high 70's. That is perfect weather, as the heat seems to help keep my symptoms locked away. It is also perfect weather for a 3 mile stroll. Ambitious, yes. Impossible, maybe, but with my touch of OCD and persistence, I will reach tranquility base.

Addendum

I did it without poles and without incident.

Monday 22 February 2016

Maverick's Defunct!

I don't like this. In fact I don't like it one bit! I'm not talking about PD. No, I am talking about all the great movie and TV stars from my youth who are dropping like flies. Now I just learned (I must have been in lala land the day he died some 2 years ago)that we have lost Brett Maverick - remember the gambler who would help anybody out if there was a profit in it and Jim Rockford - the private eye who lived in trailer in a parking lot. If you didn't watch TV in the late 50's though to the mid-seventies, you missed out on some good viewing. James Garner was a star of the small screen and he just died at age 86.

How do you like your blue-eyed boy, Mr. Death?

Maverick and The Rockford Files were two of the best programs on Television but what really bugs me is he was only a decade and a half older than I. The expiry date on my life card is about to....you know.....expire!

Enough of the goolish stuff. On to the less goolish topic of Parkinson's Disease.

Future Treatments of PD.

  • Instead of having to take 12 pills a day we will have medicine that works throughout the day. That would be a boon to me. I often forget to medicate at the correct times, often going as much as 12 hours between pills. That only exacerbates my symptoms to the point where getting out of bed is an ordeal. My covers conspire to hold me in and it literally takes me about 45 seconds to stand up.
  • The free market. Advances in deep brain stimulation will be affected by supply and demand. When DBS was first started to treat PD, only one company was licenced to perform the service but with licences given to other companies, we should see improvements in the the delivery of the delivery device as companies compete for patients.
  • Gene Therapy - Now I don't really understand what gene therapy consists of but the articles say it will be a safe and effective treatment for the condition/
  • Neuroprotective Therapies - another stumper but apparently might slow the progression and perhaps stop it. I vote for "stop it" but will take what I can get.
  • Focused Ultra Sound - at least I think that is what it is called. It is acoustic energy focused on some place in the brain, to thermally coagulate that part, disabling it. I don't know what it is all about, but I know it works well on PD tremors and dyskinesia. It is very expensive and is only used if the medications are no longer working. I doubt I will ever reach that level.

Well, that's it for me today. I just wanted you to see there is a future for us by giving you the Cole's notes version of online articles. If you want a more scholarly approach, just google "advancements in the treatment of parkinson's". At least we know there are people out there working to help us. To them, I say thank you but could you quit taking coffee breaks and get on with it?


Thursday 11 February 2016

"Making life a little easier - two articles

Here is some good news for all you sedentary PWP (thanks for the cite Michael. This answers the question "How hard do I have to exercise?" Apparently not too hard, according to the

Foxfeed Blog

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The New Prescription for Parkinson’s: Puttering

Posted by Maggie McGuire Kuhl, September 29, 2015

The New Prescription for Parkinson’s: Puttering

The press has declared sitting the new smoking as research pours in on the negative health effects of a sedentary lifestyle. And exercise may not be answer enough — even marathon runners who sit at a desk all day may be hurting their health.

People with Parkinson’s are no exception. A recent paper from The University of Michigan shows that more everyday physical activity, perhaps more so than vigorous exercise, is associated with less severe motor symptoms. The Michael J. Fox Foundation supported the study.

Motor difficulties are a trademark of Parkinson’s disease (PD), but many people assume the deterioration seen in advanced stages is solely from dopamine loss.

“It is also plausible that lack of physical activity worsens motor symptom severity in PD independent of the degree of nigrostriatal [brain] degeneration,” the authors wrote. Their study investigated that relationship.

The study team enrolled 48 people with PD, most with moderate severity of disease. Each had an imaging scan to measure brain dopamine change and completed a survey that asked about time spent doing various physical activities — both exercise and other actions such as housework and visiting local events.

They found that increased motor severity (measured by the Unified Parkinson’s Disease Rating Scale) was associated with decreased duration of non-exercise physical activity even when accounting for brain dopamine change, levodopa medication dose, age and duration of disease. Translation: those people who did more puttering and low-impact activity had less severe motor symptoms. Further analysis showed the biggest impact on slowness, gait and balance, more so than rigidity and tremor.

“The study indicates that disability of Parkinson’s is not just from the brain disease itself but also a consequence of a sedentary lifestyle. Non-exercise physical activity has an independent outcome on patients' motor impairments,” says lead researcher Nicolaas Bohnen, MD, PhD.

Interestingly, they did not find the same association between motor severity and duration of exercise activity. More time spent exercising did not mean less severe motor symptoms in this study. Dr. Bohnen’s paper suggests this may be because exercise uses a different brain region than is used for daily movement. Non-exercise physical activity also may contribute to habit formation, where the brain knows how to build motor routines to better meet the demands of daily life.

While beneficial, building in more activity is easier said than done. Poor peer support, lack of motivation, fear of social stigma and barriers to activity (geographic location, for example) make it difficult to get up and go. That inactivity breeds more of the same, though, as people have decreased muscle strength, deconditioned reflexes and fear of falling, the researchers write.

“A vicious cycle of worsening parkinsonism and increasingly sedentary behavior may explain decreasing physical activity in advanced PD,” they said.

Starting small — tracking your steps with a pedometer and setting incremental goals or working with a physical therapist to gain strength — can help increase activity.

“A person with Parkinson disease will be best off when medical management, such as taking medications, will be combined with behavioral interventions that reduce a sedentary lifestyle. The good news here is that this does not require intense or vigorous exercise efforts but can be done right at home while cooking, doing this dishes, cleaning the house, working in the garden or walking the dog,” says Dr. Bohnen.

He found many participants for this study through the MJFF online tool Fox Trial Finder. Register today to be matched with Parkinson’s studies in your area looking for volunteers like you. People with or without PD can register.

Interesting, but I have minor touch of OCD, just enough that I can't quit pushing my body to its limit.

New Treatment

Parkinson's treatment produces 'remarkable' results for Kingston man

By Michael Lea, Kingston Whig-Standard
Wednesday, February 10, 2016 5:31:07 EST PM

Garth Scott, at his home in Kingston, holds the Duodopa pump that injects medication directly into his small intestine to control the symptoms of his Parkinson's Disease. The procedure is relatively new to Canada. (Michael Lea/The Whig-Standard)

Garth Scott, at his home in Kingston, holds the Duodopa pump that injects medication directly into his small intestine to control the symptoms of his Parkinson's Disease. The procedure is relatively new to Canada. (Michael Lea/The Whig-Standard)

It was just over 20 years ago when Garth Scott first noticed something odd was going on with his right arm.

For some reason, it wasn’t swinging normally and was always hanging behind his back whenever he walked.

“It took a while for me to notice that. Finally I talked with my family doctor,” he said.

The diagnosis was immediate and unnerving. He had Parkinson’s disease, a gradual degeneration of the nerve cells in the brain that control body movement.

Scott, now 83, didn’t know much about the disease at the time.

“All I thought was everybody with Parkinson’s ran around trembling and shaking.”

For a while, his arm was the only thing that reminded him he now had it.

The longtime Kingston resident had worked at DuPont for more than 40 years, spending five of them as communications co-ordinator before he retired in 1993.

By then, the disease was still “at a livable stage”

“I could function,” he said. “If I didn’t tell you, you wouldn’t really know I had Parkinson’s. I just learned to cope with it.”

Scott loved woodworking in the workshop he had set up in his home, building furniture that included the clock that still graces his living room. He also loved reading and writing.

At first, Parkinson’s didn’t affect his life too much.

“You learned to live with it,” he said. “It just slowly progressed. Medication controlled it.”

Eventually, he started to develop the uncontrolled movements that are common with Parkinson’s. His head would bob and his arms would flail around. Or the opposite would happen and it would seem like he was in slow motion.

“It’s like wading through a barrel of cold molasses,” he said.

Scott remembers one trip to a shopping centre when he suddenly couldn’t move. His brain was sending the signals to his legs but they weren’t responding. His wife, Mary, had to give him a gentle kick in the heel to get him started up again.

“It’s hard for people who don’t have Parkinson’s to understand how that could happen,” he said.

By then in the care of a neurologist, he was on oral doses of dopamine to control the symptoms but had to keep increasing the dosage as they got worse. But taking medication for the slow movements could trigger the arm flailing.

“I went from bad to worse,” he said, and he had to give up his beloved woodworking.

“I was afraid to use a saw,” he said.

Scott couldn’t walk their dog, couldn’t hold a book still enough to read it, couldn’t type on his computer. Even eating was a problem.

“It’s hard to bring a spoonful of soup to your mouth when your hand is flailing around.”

Last summer was the lowest point so far.

“It really got bad. I spent most of last sumer sitting in a chair,” he said. “I couldn’t walk, couldn’t go shopping, couldn’t drive, could hardly do anything.”

Depression, a common symptom for people with Parkinson’s, became an issue.

“You are a prisoner in your own body and there is nothing you can do about it except take the medication and hope for the best,” he said.

Then Scott learned of a new procedure designed to improve the quality of life of Parkinson’s patients.

Instead of taking the medication orally, it is injected through a small opening in the skin directly into the small intestine, through a tube attached to a pump the person carries outside their body.

Dr. Stuart Reid, a neurologist at Kingston General Hospital and Hotel Dieu Hospital who specializes in movement disorders such as Parkinson’s, explained the procedure solves a long-standing problem of oral medications causing those wild movement swings in patients, where they go from being almost motionless to rapid flailing. Patients would take multiple pills a day, trying to time them to minimize the pendulum effect.

In this new procedure, a tube goes into that part of the intestines where the medication — a combination of intestinal gel called levodopa and carbidopa — can be taken directly into the bloodstream.

“You are pretty sure the medication is going to the right place and it is pretty much guaranteed to be absorbed well. And it is going to give very smooth, consistent levels in the brain and the bloodstream,” Reid said. “The reason it works really well is that it can be slowly and constantly delivered throughout the day, a very even level of it.”

That minimizes the chance of movement swings and improves the patient’s quality of life.

The procedure has only been available in Canada since last January, although it has been used in Europe for more than 10 years. Reid explained the delay was a result of such procedures needing to go through two major trials before being approved for North America.

“It is fairly new,” he said. “We are just picking up steam now.”

To date, five operations have been done here, more than anywhere else in the province.

The operation is carried out by a gastroenterologist and doesn’t require as much specialized surgical equipment as the brain surgery that can also be used to help Parkinson’s patients in dire straits.

Reid said the new procedure seems to have only two negative aspects to it.

One is having a tube inserted in your intestine and the need to carry the pump around.

“But most people are OK with that,” he said.

The second is the cost.

“It is hideously expensive,” he said.

As a result, the province has laid down strict criteria for Parkinson’s patients to meet before they can be approved to get the procedure. Their condition must be bad enough that normal medications are no longer effective.

Scott had the operation to have the unit installed last October.

“The surgery was nothing,” he recalled. “It was piece of cake. I went in one day and home the next day.”

Scott had to wait a while to ensure the incision through which the line was installed had healed properly before the pump was put in operation.

“Once that was done, they hooked me up and the next day I noticed a difference,” he said. “It was really quite remarkable. I could walk around, I wasn’t shaking, I didn’t have any low period. It’s a remarkable improvement in my quality of life.”

Simply put, it has given him much of his life back, he said.

“I can walk the dog now. I couldn’t before. It was terrible trying to use my computer. Now I can sit and type all day.”

Scott can go shopping again without worrying about freezing up in mid-mall. He goes to a writing workshop each week.

“I play Frisbee in the backyard with the dog just about every day,” he said. That’s something he couldn’t even imagine this time last year.

Reid also noticed a difference in Scott immediately after the pump was turned on.

“For years I have seen him get worse with the Parkinson’s and more and more affected,” he said. He called Scott “a vibrant man who was a real boon to the community” whose quality of life was steadily decreasing.

But soon after the pump was first turned on, “it was the happiest I have seen the man since I have known him,” Reid said.

“It was like seeing a brand-new person emerge. You wouldn’t believe it. It was a real Lazarus effect.”

Reid wished he had a video to show the before and after differences.

“It was miraculous in many ways. It is miraculously rewarding. It is incredibly fulfilling, too.”

Reid expressed his thanks to the hospitals and the gastroenterologists for supporting the new technology. Also playing a key role is nurse Adrianna Breen, who does the followup care with the patients.

Scott still has limitations to his life that come with being 83.

“But the Parkinson’s limitations have, for all intents and purposes, disappeared. I can’t praise this enough,” he said.

Scott keeps the pump, about the size of a large TV remote, tucked inside his sweater.

“I can honestly say I don’t even know it is there. I just forget about it.”

He keeps it running from 6 a.m. until he goes to bed. Then he disconnects it in case he rolls onto it during the night and kinks the line. He takes a single pill to replace it and it lasts him through the night. In the morning, he reconnects the pump and is ready to go again. It runs on two AA batteries that last a week.

Part of the pump is a bag containing the dual medications, which he has to change every day. A month’s worth is delivered at a time.

The cost to him: “Not a nickle.”

Since getting the procedure done, he has had a couple of people with Parkinson’s who are considering the operation come to his home to talk to him before getting it done themselves.

“They were quite anxious and I hope I was able to reassure them,” Scott said. “I don’t tell them one way or the other that they should do it or they shouldn’t do it — that’s up to them and their doctor. All I can do is set an example and say what it has done for me.”

It isn’t a cure, he stressed, since there is no known cure for Parkinson’s.

“But it helps you manage your symptoms.”

michael.lea@sunmedia.ca

My thanks to old friend, Bill, for the link.

Wednesday 10 February 2016

And the beat goes on. Some more trivia for you

As promised, here are a few more of my thoughts, having read the experts, on our frightful journey through Parkinson's.
  1. Parkinson’s early onset symptoms, other than loss of smell, can involve sleep disorders (tell me about it - I average 4-5 hours a night), depression (not yet), anxiety (nope - I just let the world go by around me) cognitve problems (What? Me worry?), constipation (God, yes. With a bullet), bladder problems (not so much), digestive problems (sometimes).
  2. So, what causes PD? Nobody knows. Genetics may be a factor in, the experts think, 5 - 10% of the cases but I have heard lately that genetics may play an even larger role (I can't give you the cite, I forgot to write it down). In my case, I believe that both my parents, in the years leading to their deaths, showed signs of PD, so maybe.
  3. Researchers also think environmental factors, such as pesticides may rank highly in the catalog of woes enumerating the causes of PD. In my case, the community in which I spent much of my youth, would kill mosquitoes using the chemical, DDT. With great delight, a truck driven by a stone cold insect killer traveled up and down the streets, spitting out a dense fog of DDT. We young folk would run with aplomb in the midst of that fog. It did kill the mosquitoes and, it turned out, birds too. DDT was banned soon after but, had the damage already been done to the brains of the young'uns? Was there a time bomb implanted in our brains and the clock had started ticking waiting for our old age?
  4. Did you know that among the very old, PD is non-existent? Why is this fact frequently mentioned? This statistic is usually used to support the the contention that contracting PD may not be a consequence of growing old. But, I wonder, how many people are aged between 110 to 120? The population must be very small. What are the odds of someone in that population having PD? They have got to be very long indeed, longer than the chances of being kicked to death by a duck!

All right then. No more today. S'long. Nap time at 2:27PM. Have I mentioned that excessive daytime exhaustion is just another of the little joys of PD?

Ah well, whatayougoin' to do?

Sunday 7 February 2016

A few things you might not have known

How is your sense of smell? Mine, for the most part, is gone and has been for 10 or so years prior to diagnosis with PD. The inability to smell may be a sign that parkinson's has started. I realized my sense of smell was deserting me when I could not smell a backed up sewer that made others cringe. That was about 8 years before diagnosis but I knew nothing about this loss and its ties to PD. Some other things you might not know about PD
  1. Some people think PD is a man's disease. That is partially true. Males are twice as likely as females to come down with parkinson's
  2. The incidence of PD is about 1 in 200 people. You have to be lucky to get it, right? Those are some odds. If you are reading this and are clear of PD, don't worry, chances are you will not become a PWP.
  3. It is confusing. Is parkinson's the same as parkinsonism? The answer is no. PD is a form of parkinsonism. There are other forms. These other forms have similar symptoms but for me, PD is the least worrisome. Other forms such as multiple-system atrophy are way more scary, so consider yourself lucky if your symptoms are diagnosed as PD.
  4. Which leads to the question, how is PD diagnosed. There are no tests or scans that can show the existence of PD. Rather, diagnosis is subjective. I was diagnosed by an aging neuro with plenty of experience. He asked me to sit with my hands on my knees, palms up, and count backwards from 100 by 7's. Half way through, my right hand was shaking as if it was disconnected to my brain. I could not control it. "Early stage parkinson's" he said. Turns out he was right.
  5. You might think that tremor is dominant in all cases of PD. Not true. I would classify PD into 2 types. I understand there may be more subsets, but two are all I care to mention, they being "tremor dominant" and "not tremor dominant. Simple, right. We all know what tremor dominant looks like but its cousin, non-tremor, looks different. It usually involves a change in walking. It is characterized by a slow, shuffling, gait, often with a limp or foot dragging. If you live in a house with a lot of stairs, you might consider moving or getting one of those chairs that carry you up the stairs.
  6. Do you think only old people are affected by PD? If you do, you are wrong. Statistics show that most are diagnosed in their late 50's or early 60's. I was diagnosed 5 years ago at age 64. However about 10% of victims are diagnosed before 40. Michael J. Fox, for example, was 29 when he got the news, and conflicting reports have the earliest known diagnosee at either 3 or 12. Who knows which is correct? I think the average age is 56 or 57.
  7. It is interesting that men are twice as likely to develop PD than are women, but only up to the age of menopause. After that, men and women are equal unfortunates. Is it possible tha estrogen may delay the onset of the condition?

I have grown tired (a symptom of my PD) and the time has come to turn off the computer and take a nap. I will be back with more information in a few days. Until then, rejoice in the fact that you can smell human excrement. It may not smell like roses, but at least you can still tell the difference.

Tuesday 2 February 2016

"Luck be a lady tonight"

My parkinson's seems to be advancing slowly compared to others. I am 5 years post diagnosis and really don't feel any different than I did 5 years ago. Of course I know the cocktail of medication controls my symptoms and those damn brain cells are continuing to decline, but all things considered I feel pretty good. Now if it would hold off for another 5 to 10 years, I would be a happy fellow.

They say there are 5 stages of parkinson's the first being when you first notice a tremor or a rigidity of movement on one side of the body. In stage 2 the symptoms are bilateral and there is some difficulty with balance. Stage 3 is still, relative to 4 and 5, somewhat benign. The severity of the symptoms begin to challenge the person's ability to walk a straight line, etc. The final 2 stages....well...we need not talk about them. The great Ali is in stage 5, a shadow of himself confined to a wheelchair.....but....it took about 30 years to get to that point.

30 years is a long time. I will have been dead for at least a decade in 30 years!

So how long does it take? How long is the usual descent into the final stage? I did some research and found lots of information, but it was something I found in a pamphlet from Parkinson's Canada that won me over:

The symptoms of Parkinson’s fluctuate throughout the course of the disease and intensify progressively over time. A number of assessment tools are used by clinicians to measure the impact of the disease on the individual, and while it is difficult to establish a “typical” rate for the progression of symptoms, it is safe to say that individuals often experience significant disability 10 to 15 years following diagnosis. Typically the progression is from one-sided symptoms that have little impact on the quality of life to the appearance of symptoms on both sides of the body, to decreasing mobility, and eventual reliance on others for care when the activities of daily living are no longer possible to maintain independently.

I have concluded nobody that knows what troubles I'll have and when they will start to get me down. You know, the point when I might start having real problems. I am not looking forward to that particular moment where I am dependent on others. But no worries, because until that day, I have decided I have progressed slowly so far and will do so in the future, if I keep on doing what I have been doing. Looking at my situation so far, I have decided, quite forcefully, that my decline is slow for one or all of 3 reasons.

  1. Pure dumb luck,
  2. all the exercise I insist on putting my body through; or,
  3. The research project in which I am a guinea pig - ie - taking caffeine pills daily, may actually be working!

Sadly I doubt the project is working so why? Why am I plodding along?

I think I am just plain lucky and exercise probably helps. So, I am back where I started. Nobody can predict what my progress will be. This mystery; this great unknown is just that, the mysterious "where, what, why and when"; and, for me, the answers are clouded by the fact that luck can have its storms and I hate exercising.