It takes me so long to do anything these days, I seem to be accomplishing less and less. Maybe there’s a time warp in our house where time speeds up, but I remain exactly where I am – getting little or nothing done! I heard someone describe living with Parkinson’s as if driving a car with the handbrake on. One still moves, but not smoothly or in a natural fashion. I thought this was a good analogy, immediately conjuring up a picture in one’s mind.
Knowing my limitations, I endeavour to allow long enough to complete the task at hand, but often I find myself pushed for time. I used to be as fast as lightning and multi-tasking was as natural to me as breathing. Coming to terms with losing abilities that once I barely gave a second thought to, has not been easy. Before Parkinson’s made its appearance in my life, I only had one speed, and that was “fast”. Now I am relegated to travelling life in the “slow lane” and watch with envy as everyone else overtakes me.
Do you suffer from night sweats? Menopause or yet another symptom of Parkinson's? I share with you some thoughts in my article "Who Turned Up The Heat?" in The Huffington Post.