We had our Moving Day event for Parkinson’s disease. It had been warm and sunny prior to the event , but November 1st dawned cold, windy and rainy. It didn’t dim our spirits, though, and we all had a great time. My team, Pat’s Patrol raised $900.00 and overall the event raised $177,000. I was amazed at how many people were willing to walk in the cold, drizzly morning to show their support for us, and how many people with PD were out there, too, choosing to be a part of the process, helping themselves and others as well. As they said in the opening ceremony, PD is not a disease, it’s, a challenge, and there were plenty of us at that event, rising to meet the challenge. My thanks to my valiant team and generous supporters. Working together we will keep moving toward a cure. There are several possibilities on the horizon to at least slow the progression of the disease (a vaccine) or a better delivery system for levodopa which may prevent the development of dyskinesia. So we cling to hope, and keep moving!
Here are some pictures of the event:
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WE CROSS THE FINISH LINE!
I had been tooling along for quite some time with my Parkinson’s treatments working pretty well, keeping me functioning and moving well enough to allow me to ignore the role this disease was playing in my life for the most part. That bump in the night I had a few weeks back was a wake up call in more ways than one.
I am still feeling the effects of coming off the Mirapex, 7 days now, and still having these massive hot flashes that turn my face red and the sweat just pours off me. Today I took a long cold shower. It felt like heaven to be free of those hot flashes, if only for a little while. My neurologist is tweaking my other meds a bit to compensate, but I am not moving as well as I had been. So I have upped my time on my exercise cycler to see if that helps. Our Moving Day NC Triangle event, a fundraiser for the National Parkinson Foundation is on Nov 1st and I am determined to make the walk.
Our team, Pat’s Patrol, has raised over $600.00 so far, and I am grateful to, and proud of everyone who has contributed to our efforts. Our team shirts arrived today, so I’ll be distributing them to the team, and we’ll be ready to go on November 1st! I have 14 friends and family members walking with me, including my two grandchildren, Evelyn (8) and Gavin (5). They were here when the shirts arrived today and were so excited to get them. Events like these not only raise money for research and programs, they give friends and family the opportunity to show their support for those of us with PD, and give us the chance to take an active role in doing something to help ourselves and play an active role in the search for a cure. I’ll be taking lots of pictures to share with you.
Anyone interested in joining in or donating can find info at:
upon the lake in early morn
the misty vapors rise
until the morning sun appears
to clear the azure skies
then sunlight sparkles on the lake
embraced by trees of green
we pause to clear our minds
and absorb the peaceful scene
standing on the shoreline
lost in deep reflection
an early morning at the lake
a moment of perfection.
– pc 2013
Now for the promised virtual walk along the lake. When we arrive, the mists have flown and sunlight is in play. We spot a heron in the distance, rising from the deck and soaring into the air. The chatter of birds and the whoosh of the waves as they reach the shore are a symphony of nature sounds. A line of empty chairs gaze at the water and invite the weary visitor to rest and enjoy the view. A lovely stone fountain gurgles nearby, and baskets of flowers hanging from lamp posts brings to mind a song by Simon and Garfunkel called ‘Feelin Groovy.’ I may be dating myself here, but I’ve always loved that song, part of which goes:
slow down, you move too fast
you’ve got to make the morning last
just kicking down the cobblestone
looking for fun and feeling groovy..
Hello, lamppost, whatcha knowin?
I’ve come to watch your flowers growin…
In addition to just sitting back and enjoying the view, one might take a canoe or kayak out more a morning row, and give your four-legged little friend a chance to swim.
The rock garden and bubbling brook, with waterfalls, invite the birds to splash and play. If you put on your walking shoes, there are trails to follow if you have the time to immerse yourself in nature, and let go the stresses of life. Even a short visit, though, will fill you with appreciation of our beautiful world and the natural places just waiting for you to enjoy on a late spring morning at the lake. I like the pattern the stacked canoes make as they await the weekend and a chance to glide through the waters of the lake, in the morning, under the sun.
Treasure all that life can offer –
Golden sunshine, gentle rain,
Birds that greet the break of morning
With a pure and sweet refrain.
Garden blooms of rainbow color,
Butterflies and drifts of snow,
Nights of frosty starlit beauty,
Warmed by light of candle glow.
Treasure all that life can offer –
Children’s smiles, lover’s touch,
Peace and joy and dreams and laughter,
We can never have enough…
Celebrate each new beginning,
With a song begin each day,
And your life will find its meaning,
And your soul will find its way.
Treasure is not only found in a chest buried beneath the sand on a pirate’s island, or in a store or at a rummage sale. Sometimes treasure is hiding in plain sight, all around us. We just forget to look for it, I decided to take a walk and see what treasure I could find in my own backyard.
I found that treasure comes in all sizes and shapes, in a variety of color, line and form. Some treasure has a sweet smell, some a prickly touch – and some you can eat. Not to mention the sound of the birds as they settle down for the night. A feast for the senses – a treasure for sure – and the best part of all, it’s free! Enjoy this walk in my backyard. What treasure can you find in yours?
the world’s smallest green pepper – treasure we can eat!
A perfect rose
“fairy bouquets” of Lantana
An empty nest – guess the baby birds have earned their wings!
the intricate veins of a Caladium