Hello everyone and welcome to a wet and cool Saturday reading the comments on my post about Parkinson's this morning over at my main blog made me think about how I feel about things.
Well I feel like I can take a few steps forward only to slide backwards, for me Parkinson's is like trying to walk across a river by stepping on slippery stones. You are not sure footed and feel like you are going to end up on the ground at any moment.
I have been travelling this route for what seems at times like ages, I first noticed a tremor in one of my right hand fingers after dropping Leo (Sam) off at school one morning, it was in fact the first day of school in 2015 and a teacher had to pry him off me in order for me to leave. I was walking back to the car and noticed my finger moving, I remember thing what the hell is wrong with my finger, I then got in the car and left and the movement stopped and I gave it no more thought till it happened again a few days later.
Over time I started to notice it when I did other things like using the computer mouse but still didn't think much of it, over time though it started happening more and more. I did manage to hide the tremor from my family for 6 to 8 months different people noticed it at different times.
After my doctor noticed it I was referred to a neurologist at the hospital who said it was a Functional Tremor and wouldn't get any worse. He prescribed some Parkinson's medication which did very little but he only had my try it for 4 weeks and only the one type before giving that up.
He was wrong things did get worse so I went back to see him and he referred me to a movement disorder clinic which turned out to be just another neurologist who agreed with the first guy.
When things got really bad I decided to see another neurologist privately the first one wasn't sure he thought it was kind of like a Functional Tremor but not completely and then I was referred to the lady at Westmead (Sydney) a 2hr drive from here and thing started to improve, that was only a couple of years ago and it was only after she arranged for me to be seen by a team of doctors that the term Parkinson's was mentioned.
My mum always said it was some kind of Parkinson's and my GP also said he thought it was more like Parkinson's.
I am thankfully that I have always been one who takes life one day at a time, as now each day is different with it's own struggles.