because it relates to me also
Yes, I am the daughter of a Momma who has Parkinson’s. I am no different from the Sister of a Parkinson’s brother, or the Wife of a husband who has Parkinson’s or the Husband of a wife that has Parkinson’s.
Our lives are filled with daily care, or hopes that something will change. It doesn’t. We have voices and we use them. But unfortunately our voices are not heard.
Everyday, Cancer, Alzheimer’s, and other Diseases have the privilege of being heard on the radio, and the television, brought into the fore front of the news. Us? We are a very large group of people who fight on a day-to-day basis, for some sense of normality, in a Disease that is not normal.
We are the by-standers , we watch what this Disease does to our loved ones, we cannot help them, other than to make them comfortable…
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