I have this muscle in my body
More like two or more or three
I tell them to do this or not to do that
But they no longer listen to me.
They have control of most everything
they move me all over the place
doing things I don’t want them to,
they’ve even taken over my face.
I drool when I don’t even know it,
And it’s quite an embarrassment to me
I flail about and fret within
and wish that I could be set free.
Instead it seems to get worse and not better
I stumble when I try to just walk
I take too long checking out at the store
And I slur my words when I to just talk.
My handwriting’s worse with each day
Getting smaller and harder to read
There’s no reason to tell you all this
Except I’m trying to plant a small seed.
You see, people really aren’t aware of the consequences
from having this chronic disease
but there’s so much more than shaking around
So – I’d like to enlighten you, if you please.
Tremors are the most popular sign
And then perhaps walking kind of awkwardly
Some call it the Parkinson’s shuffle
And could happen to you as it did me.
PD knows no boundaries
And it plays no favorites
It picks and chooses its victims
And leaves them defenseless, bit by bit.
It takes a little of their independence each day
Takes their voice, their sense of smell, and also their smile
It takes their self-worth, their confidence, their sense of pride
And leaves them feeling useless after a while.
It makes them stiff, depressed and feeling tired
Not just from the disease, but the medicines, too
For the pills help this symptom or that one
But they also make other things worse to boot.
Between tremors and difficulty swallowing,
Losing our balance and feeling like we’re a burden as well,
We also get stiff, find it hard to stand straight,
Deal with pain – there’s so much more I could tell.
But the purpose is not to seek pity
or make others fear this disease and back away
But to make you aware of the burden we share
And find hope through a cure soon some day.
You see, it’s only in telling others what we deal with
The symptoms, the medications and the rest
That people begin to see that it’s more than just shaking
That puts our patience to the test.
And so together we will stand united
As we battle and wage war for a cure
We’ll stand tall, hold to hope, keep the faith, won’t back down
The cure is coming, of that we are sure.
by sherri woodbridge
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