I'm not complaining. There's something really exhilarating
about fighting and winning, prevailing over a big, scary monster.
I feel like Sigfried doing battle with the dragon. Sigfried is the little guy with the toothpick, gutting the beast at left.
Two weeks ago we changed up the meds, so now I'm taking more of everything. The main drug has side effects; the secondary one deals with most of them.
From my first doctor, a naturopath, I received the wisdom of the essential Parkinson's diet, which is more and more effective as time goes by. There's a lot of emphasis on daily consumption of essential oils: avocado oil, almond oil, citrus oil, coconut oil, banana oil, and especially fish oil (lots of that) and the omega 3 in eggs. I get all of it from food, not supplements, although supplements are necessary too.
Add exercise and you've got a real beast slayer of a program. A month ago I was scared to go out of the house, and couldn't teach a class for fear of drooling and choking. Now I've got a reprieve from slobbering and stuff going down the wrong pipe, and I'm ready to take on the world.
Illustration: watercolor by Carl Gustav Jung, "Sigfried." Page 119 of The Red Book.