Last month, I was working outside and about 5 minutes before the meeting started noticed the time, realized that I still needed a shower and that there was no way I was going to make it. Grrrr.
Yesterday was our first meeting back here (thanks again COVID). J and I were discussing our current issues with good friends and noticed that the time was getting short so we dashed off to the meeting and were met with a full room. Yep - 5 minutes late.
I scanned the room for familiar faces but found none. It looks like there was no one left from 10 years ago. In this community, not a surprise.
The question of the day was “do you avoid situations now that you have Parkinsons?”
There was a lot of heartbreak in the room.
There was a man who was forced in to a horrible situation with his wife that he could not escape because of limited finances. I cannot even begin to describe it and could not bear it myself.
There was a woman who was having difficulty getting adequate treatment for tremors that she was very uncomfortable with.
There was a man who was told by his doctor that Sinemet was working for him when he does not feel any benefit. His daughter is his care partner and also does not notice any improvement from the medication.
There was a woman who was experiencing extreme pain.
There was me - Mr Chatterbox - who seemed to have a comment back for everyone (trying to be helpful). I just cannot shut up lately.
We ran a little over time, I was desperate to pee. I ran out of the meeting and when I returned the room was mostly empty.
Second round, meeting one over ……