Naturally
we’ve been looking at the photos and watching the video of the wedding again
and again. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of looking at them and re-living the
most wonderful and special event of our lives. I expect every parent feels this
way.
It’s a
bit like when you are pregnant for the first time. Well-meaning people try and
explain that your life will never be the same again, and although you listen
attentively and nod your head in agreement, thinking “of course things will be
different” only when that little bundle of joy arrives, with no instruction
manual, do we finally understand the enormity of what people have been trying
in vain to impart.
There are
certain events in life that must be experienced personally, and no amount of
preparation will suffice. Divorce, loss and ill health being the major ones
that first come to mind. If anyone thinks they can imagine what it’s like to
live with two chronic diseases, then think again. Unless standing in my shoes,
you can’t possibly comprehend how every facet of my life, and that of my
darling husband has been changed beyond all recognition.
The pump and the
Duodopa medication is most certainly not a cure, and is not trouble free, but it’s a life changer and
arriving at the 11th hour, was not a moment too soon, has literally bought me
time and unquestionably improved my quality of life.
However, Parkinson’s is
merciless and devout in its cruelty, quietly and patiently waiting in the
wings, for just the right moment when it will attempt to reclaim center stage. So, until
that time, I shall endeavour to live my life as always, making the most out of
every day, and embracing fully, all that I hold dear.
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