Stitch This

One of the most disconcerting and frustrating  aspects of Parkinson’s is how it hampers communication. My mind is going a mile a minute, thoughts and ideas are spilling out and yet I type at a snails pace. So by the time I get it on screen, I’m bored/tired/moved onto the next idea. I tried to write a list of UFO’s yesterday and gave up because of this. My posts have got shorter too, I notice. My bubble closes in a little more. So not like me but in the same breath, me through and through.

I tell you this to partly explain why I haven’t eulogised quite as much recently, and partly to explain another happy facet of PD.

I leave you with a sketch. if you know the song, sing along…