Brain Surgery For Parkinson’s Changed My Life, But Now My Symptoms Are Back
Fortunately, it was the stimulator unit on my right, which controlled my left side, that had gone out, which meant I still had some functionality on my right side. Being right-handed, I could still clean myself after using the bathroom.
As soon as the batteries were replaced, my body began to return to normal. The second punch was that “normal” started to change. It became hard to dispute that I was falling more – sometimes small spills that I could explain away; sometimes spectacular spills that I had to acknowledge. Taking out the recycling resulted in my losing my balance and ending up face down in the street. I was able to break my fall with my hands, at a price of fracturing my left wrist.
To limit the risks, I began to limit my activities. Someday I will write the definitive book about moving to a new home – a house in the North Carolina mountains – without lifting anything heavy for fear of losing my balance. Yet I managed, with the love and hard work of friends, like Pat Oakes, my daughter Lily, and my siblings David and Debra, who helped me move into my dream home – though, perhaps too late to fully enjoy it.