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Big crowd at the Folsom PD support group this morning--over 20 people. Lots of stories and impressions--especially from the new people. M's story was the most wrenching--spouse left him, took a lot of their money, and his family is not helping him sort through his difficulties. And he has PD--has it badly with lost of uncertainty and confusion. He was begging for help--and the group is not able to really do anything except point him to resources. His helplessness mirrors what we all are facing--loss of clarity, lots of uncertainty, ultimate physical/emotional collapse. By the end of the session--I was starting to feel the wear off of my meds and I needed food. I went directly to the BBQ place on the way home--and scarfed down a chicken Marsala pasta dish. I came home and napped--and just took my afternoon meds and drank a Vital Reds dose in a glass of juice. Feeling awake and alert right now--even though MD's phone rang a couple of times as I napped.

Tomorrow it will be RSB and Trager--and the requisite foods for the day along with a nap. I mapped out November activities--RSB, dancing, and such. It makes for a full month--with some tricky shuffles that have to be done to make up for lost dance days when the regular instructors are out of town. December will be much the same--which will make two months pf altered schedules and activity swaps. Not the ideal situations--but ones that have to be addressed. I keep thinking of M from this morning--and what his challenge must be like when he's feeling so much right now.

I noticed that he's still driving himself--so he's not turned into a poster boy for the illness. Keep on driving M--may the light be with you in your struggle.