I went to the Neurologist Thursday morning, and reported to him about the Endoscopy and Monday’s visit to the Gastroenterologist. I told him about the Zelnorm, and how it is definitely helping. I also told him about the hair loss, and he said if it continues he’ll try to help with it on my next visit. He agreed that it was time to take me off the Sinemet YAY!, and go on just the Requip, which is what I was hoping he would do. So I don’t see him again for three whole months! I feel like a free woman!!! Requip is taken with meals, so no more of this hour ahead stuff, and it doesn’t have any dietary restrictions, either, so I can eat what I want with it. My gastro doctor has put enough restrictions on my diet as it is, so I’m glad to not have more added to those from the PD meds.
Thursday was my DH’s birthday, but I couldn’t get him to spend any money on himself at all. I was hoping there would be a movie he wanted to see, but no such luck. Then I tried to get him to buy a book or a CD, but he wouldn’t do that, either. So…. I needed to get a pair of walking shoes, fitted by a knowledgeable salesperson, something I had researched on the Internet as being good for Parkinson’s patients, so we ended up spending money on ME LOL. He did let me take him out for a nice lunch, though.
I found out in my research that walking shoes don’t break on the sole in the same place that running shoes do. Since PD folks have problems picking up the foot and putting it down properly, with the roll that everyone else takes for granted, this is important. I was used to wearing running shoes, and I could tell the difference immediately. It really felt odd, and will take some getting used to. It changed my whole sense of balance at first, I was so used to the old shoes.
So this is a post I’ve been looking forward to making. I’m feeling good about my medicines, my stomach is improving, and I’m at a point where I feel like I have a handle on the Parkinson’s for now. Now I just want to proceed with life as normally as possible for as long as possible, enjoying every minute of it, knowing that the time will come when things will change. I feel so fortunate that this disease is progressing slowly for me. This warning time gives me the opportunity to glory in just being alive, and I thank God for every minute of it.