If there is one thing Parkinson's Disease has taught me, it is that life is simple. I used to have earrings, shoes and handbags that matched all my outfits, now I can't put the earrings in, I only wear Velcro sneakers and my purse is a fanny pack. Simple.
I used to put on eyeliner and mascara, but the Goth look isn't flattering on a 50+ year old woman, so now I don't wear any. Simple.
My clothes were home made, designed by me, with intricate buttons and ties and fit perfectly. No more, now its jeans, tank tops and blouses knotted at the waist. Simple.
I used to order steak, rice pilaf and veggies at restaurants, I still order steak, but my Wonderful Husband cuts it for me and I stick to side dishes that can be eaten with fingers. Simple.
I used to wear jewelry, lots of it, but can't manipulate the clasps now and I don't miss it a bit. The same can be said for styling my hair, it gets combed and that's about it. Simple.
My days start at 4 or 5 am and end at 11 pm, during those 18+ hours, I go through a range of symptoms and I make my life as easy as possible for me. I have chairs that fit me, not some grand design, my floors are rug free so I don't trip, I have a set of lightweight plastic dishes that I use and my pill bottles are lined up on the counter next to the fridge so I can get to them easily. Simple.
My Wonderful Husband understands when I take a nap at 9 am, when he's just got up and made the bed at 8. Our days are not regimented except for my meds. We generally 'wing it'. Simple.
You should try it.
Thank you for reading this story, I hope you enjoyed it. This is just one of a hundred stories in my book, Parkinson's Humor - Funny Stories about My Life with Parkinson's Disease. Please consider purchasing a copy from Amazon.com or your favorite online book seller. Thank you and have a Happy Parkie Day!