Live in hope

Parkinson's by very nature, makes its unwelcome presence felt constantly and doesn't let up; with great momentum continuing to antagonise the sufferer 24/7. It affects every aspect of one's life including that of close family and friends who are brave enough to stick by you through thick and thin. With heightened awareness, the vast amount of research and development going on around the world, looks very promising, with new procedures producing positive results, a cure or treatment has to be very close. So many pharmaceutical companies are tirelessly working to be the first to come up with a wonder drug, as if in some sort of race. It is indeed  a race, for many of us are running out of time. I had a sudden thought, or maybe a wishful daydream, wondering what it would feel like to actually be cured. No more shaking, tremors, falling down, and all the other horrid symptoms and side effects from the many medications patients depend on to make it through each day. I closed my eyes to imagine what it would be like to live a normal life again. How dearly I would love to be re-introduced to the world from which I have now been excluded. The thought of walking briskly with my dog through the forest, or running with her on the beach, strolling hand in hand with my husband along the sea front, or even something as simple as getting out of bed unassisted and without all the groans that make me sound and look like I'm a 100 years old. Some dream of fame or fortune, others of winning the lottery - but I dream of the day a cure is discovered and made available to all those in need. I live in hope.