The one tangible thing I did for myself so far in 2011 was sign up for a Zumba class at my Curves. Last Wednesday was the first class and I felt like a flunkie, with my feet doing their own thing and feeling slightly behind the beat. But since my mom definitely has dementia and my dad's memory also seems to be slipping, I want to get all parts of my body and brain moving with doing new things!
Yesterday we gave Mom the last dose of a Parkinson's med. Her doctor has been insisting for a long time that he thinks that is part of her diagnosis. Previously, I had read the forty-some page document he had given me on the disease and questioned a friend whose husband died from Parkinson's and also knows Mom and her condition. Independently, we both disagreed with the doctor. But after several years of his pushing and now he is coming out to the house to see her, I consented to a month trial. During that time, her tremors remained the same and another problem was exacerbated—constipation. So hopefully, both of us—in our own ways—will be moving better today.
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