By Tom Knechtel My husband Bob collapsed from sepsis, and, after two months in hospitals and rehab places, I brought him home and cared for him until he died, five months later. Here’s some of what I learned during that time. The task of caring for someone at home can...
This month, Leslie Rodier shares with us her family’s Parkinson’s story and how she learned to care for herself while balancing her family’s needs. Leslie’s husband Bob Potter serves on PCLA’s Board of Directors. In September 2006, Bob was diagnosed with Parkinson’s....
Shown above, from left: Sarah King (PCLA’s Information & Referral Specialist) and Lora Kurtenbach (Member, PCLA’s Board of Directors) This month we get to know PCLA’s Lora Kurtenbach and Sarah King, both adult children of parents with Parkinson’s who got involved...
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By Tom Knechtel My husband Bob collapsed from sepsis, and, after two months in hospitals and rehab places, I brought him home and cared for him until he died, five months later. Here’s some of what I learned during that time. The task of caring for someone at home can...
This month, Leslie Rodier shares with us her family’s Parkinson’s story and how she learned to care for herself while balancing her family’s needs. Leslie’s husband Bob Potter serves on PCLA’s Board of Directors. In September 2006, Bob was diagnosed with Parkinson’s....
Why just walk if I can run? Why just run if I can jump? Why just jump if I can leap? Why just leap if I can dance? Why “just do” anything? Why not just do everything with as much interest, attention and engagement as I possibly can? This is not “just moving,” this is...
What really matters is not what I have but who I am. I am still me I am still the same me I was before you or I knew I had Parkinson's. So I thought I got thrown into a club I don't want to belong to but really, I’m no different than anyone else. I have learned...
I'm being chased by a thief, a monster, hanging at the edges of my life, waiting to steal from me my movement my joy my smile. In the dark of night I feel it breathing close to me waiting for the day it will overcome me. But not today, today I am dancing for all I...
What if I want to rage Like a storm at sea Against the words I heard – The firing squad. They shot me down To great despair, ‘Progressing regression. How long not clear’. No fear of death That is so inevitable But living into oblivion While still here Is sheer...
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