About me

I have been writing poetry and stories since I was a child, and a love of reading was instilled in me from an early age. I am passionate about writing, and hope you enjoy the books I have written. Whilst most of you sleep soundly in your beds, like many Parkinson’s patients, insomnia dictates, so during those hours that sleep eludes me, the house is tranquil and quiet, an atmosphere perfect to immerse myself in writing. My life has been a series of strange events, which have without doubt contributed to my creativity. To publish anything is to bear one’s soul to the world. It is to stand naked and let everyone see who you really are. I have poured my heart and soul out on paper and I hope to share this journey, immersing you in a story, capturing your attention and firing the imagination. Through my writing and public speaking I hope to bring greater awareness to the general public about living with chronic disease.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Music to my ears

I have always loved music, although I must admit I don't play an instrument and my singing is probably best left to the shower, where hopefully no one can be exposed to, or suffer any tortuous sounds emanating from the room with the best acoustics in house. Music can be highly therapeutic, and lift the spirits. The opera is something you either love or hate - there appears to be no in-between. I happen to love the opera, and my favourite is "La Traviata" by Giuseppe Verdi.

I was fortunate enough to be taken last night to see a wonderful performance. Knowing that curtains went up at 8 pm, and this opera is 3 hours long, I knew it was going to be a very late night for me. My neurologist suggested to me on a previous visit, that if we had somewhere important to go at night, to keep me going, I could take an extra half of a Dopamine tablet around 9 pm. 

If you have a function that is late at night, ask your doctor what you can take to help you through. To ensure a successful evening, I also made sure I did nothing strenuous that day, and had a long afternoon rest. We took my wheelchair with as just walking from the car to the front entrance of the Opera House, and then standing around until they open the doors and finally making it to our seats is too much walking and standing for me. There are ramps and lifts at the Opera House with places especially for wheelchairs, so I remained in my comfortable chair, and my husband was able to sit next to me in a regular chair. They get 10 out of 10 for being disabled friendly.

I thoroughly enjoyed the performance, that literally brought tears to my eyes listening to Violetta profess her love to Alfredo whilst in a tight embrace. What powerful wonderful voices that almost sent shivers down my spine. The tragic story ends dramatically, as Violetta dies draped in Alfredo's arms. A simply amazing uplifting evening, and although I'm rather tired this morning, it was well worth it. Today I will rest! This is one more thing I can strike off my "pink list". 

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