Sometimes I feel that Casey Stengel is watching over me. Instead of avoiding symptoms, he leadeth me into them; you know, just to see what will happen. I have tested many of the myriad symptoms of the evil PD. Here are some that I am acquainted with:
tremor - initially only my right hand, now both hands and forearms. Fortunately, one or all of the drugs I take, keep the tremor still.
slowness of movement - substantial - the tortoise would have no difficult beating me in a race.
Falls - I've had a few, but then again too few to mention. 3 or 4 doozies!
Festination - every time I stop after moving forward. Not too bad if there is something to stop me, like a wall or tree.
Freezing - not so much, unless you include jumping where I can't get more than an inch into the air and sometimes not at all. Ironically, I used to coach high jumpers, good ones!
Muscle cramps - you bet, but I can control the severity
speech problems - Oh yes - reduced volume. monotone and just to make sure I am upset, word finding difficulties.
Inability to write - in spades. Even I cannot read the scrawl I produce.
Hallucinations - maxed out - see November 10, 2020 entry
Right now my disease is in a holding pattern and I dislike thinking about what is to come, but in the famous words of the great Casey Stengal:
"Never make preditions, especially about the future."
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