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Went to Core and More class today--a little late. I lay down for a blink and I fell asleep and almost slept through the class. The class was tough, as usual, but was shortened since there was a setup needed for a seminar in the afternoon. The seminar was informative--about medications and interactions. Had a full house--there were quite a few people attending. The MD was the head one at the clinic. She's had over 20 years experience and knows her stuff. She popped a few black humor jokes that were really funny--about death and dying and PD.

I had several conversations with people who remarked on how well I'm doing and how good I look. Their comments are an affirmation on how well my classes and mental frame seems to be moderating my symptoms. Even, in some cases, seemingly acting to reverse expected symptoms. The MD didn't offer any thoughts on this disease being remissed but she did point out that it was possible to push back against the expected outcomes.

Came home feeling good. Grabbed a latte and didn't seem to need to sleep (although if the weather were cooler that would have been nice) any. Watched a Turkish film--Mommo: The Bogeyman. It was sweet little film about an abandoned brother and sister who have to fend for themselves in a village. They live with their grandfather, who is frail and leaves them mostly to their own devices. I found the film to be very pretty but drawn out and somewhat tedious. The ending is wrenching when the children are separated--the end--without any further resolution.

Resistance training tomorrow but no PD dance class. I dreamed some dreams last night but let them slip away as the day unrolled. It was about being in a strange city. I was with a woman and we had rented an apartment near the center of this oddball town. There were episodes of us riding an elevator to get to the street and to get back to our room. When we were walking around the town it became clear that we were possibly in danger. There were street people and beggars everywhere. It was a relief to make out way back to our apartment (even with needed assistance of the elevator operator).