Slower Than Slow Never Say Die

My thoughts are that it is the Parkinson's which make me so slow in everything I do from being in a traffic rush with people behind me anxious to go faster from my competitive days of hitting the tennis ball late on the rise rather than attacking the ball hitting it on a half volley or before the ball has a chance to rise from a bounce. No doubt I was a late hitter and played the baseline for those of you who know anything about tennis this is me a ground stroker who never gets respect for this style of play. Brad Gilbert by the way an American professional tennis player at one time now an announcer for the pro circuit has or had that style of play. I'm sure someone will correct me soon if I am wrong or off by a margin. Brad Gilbert doesn't have Parkinson's. But go as I show everything I do is slow. Sometimes I am so slow I never wind up where I think I may be going. Yes even right now I feel the eyes checking over my diction and thoughts saying well get on with it go to the point. The point is that the transmission of one's intent or the messages sent to our limbs are not sent with speed but are often delay. Muhammad Ali isn't as quick as he use to be. But in my experiences as well as Robin Williams who committed suicide shortly after he had learned he had Parkinson's his life alive was pure hell and he suffered from depression induced by Parkinson's. Now I am not a doctor but the depression had hit me like a ton of bricks and if it were not for medical treatment for the control of Parkinson's I would have done what Robin Williams did. My father also had Parkinson's and he too suffered from severe depression as a result I know this to be true as I was one of his caregivers. In fact his doctor was prescribing Parkinson's medicine yet my father never revealed to me he had it nor did he know but his doctor told me he did have Parkinson's. Another strange thing too is that the receptionist would or said they could not take my father in when asked the generic or origin of his last name because they did not take Chinese. My reply is that he spoke fluent English. With great reluctance he was taken in to see the doctor who was not a discriminating doctor. I shall not name the name of the receptionist. One day there will be a cure for Parkinson's and that might be a day I can be alive to see it happen…just maybe.