"To the people who think, the world is comic.  To people who feel, the world is tragic." Horace Walpole

"Sometimes I am thinking, and sometimes I am feeling." Ralph Maltese

"Sick people have such deep and sincere attachments." Blanche Dubois

 

Unfit to be Tied

Unfit to be Tied One result of my Parkinson’s is that my brain has replaced my two hands with oven mitts.  Surprisingly the oven mitts are still adept at certain things like tying small flies (an eighth of an inch), wielding the mighty dvr remote, and typing this blog (although that is becoming more difficult).  Using the oven mitts to accomplish other tasks like dressing oneself is very...

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I Want to Stop and Smell the Roses, But

I Want to Stop and Smell the Roses, But I think I first noticed that something was wrong with my sense of smell when my English Leather didn’t smell right. For those of you young men raised on Prorosa or Truefitt & Hill Trafalgar and Dr. Carver’s Aftershave and other post shave “balms,” (how are young boys going to become men by applying balms instead of after shave which, when splashed on,...

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Sherri With An I

Blog8_2_2016 Sherri With an “I”   Parkinson’s has definitely affected my ability to argue, and that is a shame because I love to argue politics and ideas and ethics.  That is a legacy from my four years at Villanova.  I am certain this occurred on other campuses, especially in the sixties, but Villanova was big on questioning things, on finding the truth.  It was not enough to make a...

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In the Blink of an Eye

Blog7_22_2016 In the Blink of an Eye As I wrote in My Left Shaky Foot, on my first visit to my neurologist, he pointed out to his resident student that I was not blinking.  I blinked a few times.  The blink was working.  What was he talking about?  There are so many actions and reactions that our body conducts every single minute that, if we paid conscious attention to them all, we could not...

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My Left Shaky Foot

Blog7_21_2016 My Left Shaky Foot My shaking left foot was annoying, but I didn’t think much of it. I was in my late sixties, and my body, like my 1998 Saturn , was wearing down.  As Indiana Jones says in Raiders of the Lost Ark, “It’s not the years….it’s the mileage.” But the shaky left foot was annoying, especially when I was writing at my computer.  If the ideas were rapidly flowing onto the...

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