Well I made good use of my time while I waited for the sun to come up and created a "One Face Of Parkinson's Disease" Group site on Facebook.
Facebook is a closed group for my privacy but if you'd like to follow me an you're not an invited member email me through the comment form.
Had an amazing day with friends today. Went to brunch at our favorite Sunday morning riverside restaurant, The Downtowner, then it was off to the sandbar on our boat to play with the other 50 or so local mariners. We cast our anchor into the shallows and got a reprieve from the 90 degree heat. Spent the next couple of hours basking in the sun and fun and enjoying our good company.
Unfortunately I didn't notice that somewhere in the shallows my Neupro patch must've washed away.
Gradually as the afternoon wore on and then into evening my tremors started rocking and rolling progressively and then with a vengeance. Usually I can lay down and as I get sleepy the tremors subside, but that was not happening tonight. In fact at about 11:30pm I was getting rather annoyed. I started to cry. Why is this happening?
It was my husband that asked the magic question.... "Is your patch still on? I didn't see it when you got out of the shower." Wait!! I jumped up and took my clothes off. GONE!! Thinking back I've been without it for about 6-7 hours now. ONLY 6-7 hours. And I already resemble Michael J Fox on only one side of my body. I roll my eyes.
I'm not sure if I will ever get used to the strangest feeling one can ever have. How can you turn your head to your right and be completely relaxed (I gaze at my hand; open and close it nice and slowly - yup, still very much normal), then turn to your left and witness a rhythmicly rolling shoulder, stick straight fingers that continuous wave hello like they are overly happy to see someone and a cramping left quad all writhing uncontrollably. It's like having a split personality!!
Even though it's been 2 1/2 years of active tremor, because my right side is normal, in my mind I escape and typically live full time on that side. I cope on that side. Its a constant reminder of who I was. The Lisa of my still near, very vivid memory that helps steal my reality for me. This has got to be just a bad dream.
I put my patch on around 11:45. It's almost 2am now and there's no change. Bummer! This has happened before. I should have suspected it earlier. I'm in for a long night. I might as well put it to good use and pray for a miracle. I can use the extra help.
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