Living with Parkinson's

I was diagnosed with Parkinson's in March. Hate this. I've finally accepted it, but I still hate it. Balance is a big thing with me so big that Parkinson's and gravity decided I'd look good on the floor and down I went. Broken hip. Seven months after being diagnosed. My balance is still awful. Have to use a Rollator to get around. I never could face this without Jesus. All I asked Him for was to hold my hand good and tight through this scary Journey I'm on and He's doing it, too. I can actually honestly feel Him with me. Ordinarily I would have caved, but with Divine help I'm really ok. The side effects from this poison meds we have to take has really messed me up. Due to PD and the meds combined I have lost a lot of weight. I only weigh 94 lbs. Stayed that way since March. Dyskenisia has bothered me, too. Hasn't been real bad lately. My feet just start moving of their own accord. I call it my PD dance. People in Walmart look at you like you're from another planet. Family, for the most part, look at you the same way or just don't come around at all. Non supportive bunch. I can deal with it tho. My Faith and Church keep me going. Can't do without my Faith. Physical therapy after the broken hip 2 months ago has not helped my balance at all. I just wish I could walk unaided, but that's not to be. And we won't even discuss the non motor symptoms. My nursing career is over. You can't take care of patients if you can't stand up very long or walk with a Rollator. I sure do miss it. Guess that's all for now. Probably too much, huh? Signing out now. Carol.