What was the toughest time? Oddly it was the waiting to be diagnosed. I went from Doctor to Doctor, they believed that I had carpal tunnel syndrome, a brain tumor, bone chips, fleas and a yeast infection. Yet I'm convinced that they suspected the truth.
Why didn't they let on? They were more concerned with eliminating possibilities that diagnosing the problem. Had somebody sent me to a Parkinson's specialist earlier, I could have started the long process of healing earlier. Yes healing.
I don't mean physically healing, but mentally healing. Coming to terms with my future. I wonder if those Doctors understand how precious a year is to somebody with an illness. Since we have no way to predict if this will progress quickly or slowly, it would have been great to have started and finished the inevitable depression sooner.
This disease sometimes controls your mind, but often your mind can control this disease. I would have liked to have learned that earlier.
I've noticed a decline in recent months. Not a substantial decline, but one that only my wife and I would see, I don't know what tomorrow will bring, so I choose to enjoy today. It would have been nice, if those Doctors had suspected PD for them to clue me in earlier.