This past week has been rough. And that prompted me to write about my struggle. But when I logged in, I realized that I hadn’t written since June! I questioned my purpose for writing. It seemed I had fallen into a habit of only writing from a negative lens. Easy enough since Parkinson’s is lousy, but if there is ‘good’ then it needs to be acknowledged.

The Good

* I planned and went on a 13-day Mediterranean cruise! We had never been outside of North America so this was the trip of a lifetime! I was very aware of how PD could make this difficult and planned accordingly. I gave myself permission to alter plans as required, rest when needed, and I repeatedly checked my med count and multiple med packing spots so I would never be without (been there – not fun A Day Without Meds). Planning paid off and the trip was incredible. We logged between 8-10km of walking per day (which as I’ve said before is my best medicine Exercise is Medicine and Exercise is Medicine #2 ) and saw everything that we had hoped to take in. PD took a back seat and I was incredibly grateful.

* I picked up a new hobby! What started out as painting an old dresser turned into a new hobby of refinishing old furniture. There is something very rewarding about stripping off old worn-out furniture, finding the treasure underneath and giving it new life and purpose that provided me with tremendous joy. The energy that I found seemed endless – furniture rescue operations provided me with a natural hit of dopamine that had me on overdrive. I refinished over 10 pieces of furniture. I renovated the laundry room. I refinished and painted my kitchen cupboards and renovated my kitchen. I was unstoppable – obsessed. Not a bad addiction to have though as I’m truly enjoying my living spaces! As the winter weather moved in, I had to stop working. It became too cold in my garage, for both myself and the wood, to continue.

The Bad

* As soon as the kitchen was finished, I got sick. Just a head cold, but it knocked me off my game. My low blood pressure kicked in and poof – I’m on the couch. Fatigue, worsened tremor, rigidity, apathy, dizziness, restless sleep/dreams. It all came back like a wave and I went down.

Why? Well, it could be really simple and I just picked up one of the many viruses that are circulating and this triggered all that defined PD. But I’m starting to think that once I closed up my little woodworking operation, the extra hit of dopamine was sorely missed.

Increased my salt and magnesium intake, and getting my meds on time is working, but at a very slow pace. I know what I need to do; move, get outside, eat well, and find a new purpose. But it is so crazy-hard to do that when your battery is dead.

The In-Between?

There is no such thing. Seems that it is all or nothing. I prefer all.