Surviving and Thriving with Parkinson's Disease.

I live alone and suffer from Parkinson's Disease. It is misunderstood and underestimated. It stalks you for years before it shows itself, and many victims can't cope with the shock of hearing the confirmation. Looking back, I recognise the first signs that I couldn't identify. The bad decisions, personality changes, dark moods, and finally, the tell-tale physical evidence.

This is a window into my world, where I try to keep control while my body deteriorates at a growing pace. I have no support, similar to millions who don't live in a First World country with no Foundations or Support Groups.

Walk the road by my side. I don't ask for pity, but a bit of understanding would be nice. I did not "let go" as some people would suggest.

My soul signed up for this. I am ascending to a higher level by navigating all the challenges of everyday life in this realm.

Maybe I am the lucky one.