I can't be sure the years are correct, but the chronological order is right-on
2011- diagnosed with PD (this I am sure of)
2012 - had my first fall when I caught the edge of a paving stone on the sidewalk. lesson learned - pick your fee up fool.
2013 - same as 2012- gave up running - reluctantly
2014 - on our annual trip to Sobe, I walked my usual 3 mile route with Sharron. We were both acutely aware that I shuffled when I walked and had a tendency to lean forward.
2015 - gave up free style walking but used "ski" poles to aid balance. I could really get moving using those.
2016 - 2020. The ski poles were fabulous. Over time I got slower. I had no choice because when I stopped my forward motion, some part of my body convinced my brain that I was still moving until I would come to a sudden stop like against a tree or a wall, or some other immovable object. Gave up "skiing" this past summer.
This past summer also marked the end of my bicycle career. It seems you need balance to operate these vehicles.
I can still walk, albeit somewhat slowly but I can still find some amusement in my inability to lift my feet. I was with my family at the beach and I got onto a flotation device at water's edge and was pushed off shore. When we returned, I hopped off about 10 feet from shore and immediately sunk to my ankles in the soft sand. I was marooned. I couldn't get my feet moving and required assistance.
That kind of embarrassment won't happen again. As usual, I will adjust, even if I have to wear snow shoes.
Still and all, I am in a very good place. I have no complaints, just solutions.
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