The Patience of Parkinson’s15 October, 2011
Old Snatch came a visited me in the classroom yesterday. I was walking across the room, when he snuck up and stole my most precious gain since regenerating: mobility. Without warning I lost control of my right leg and went over sideways. The ancient skill of falling properly, honed to instinct by repeated practice in the previous regeneration, saved me from busting my skull wide open on the concrete wall and floor. It scared the hell out of my Seniors. It scared the hell out of me, but not for the same reasons. They had never seen anything like it before; a healthy woman collapsing for no reason. I know the moment more intimately than I care to. It was Old Snatch, Parkinson’s, come back to for a quick reminder.
He is still there, in the background.
He is patient and will claim me.
Till then he will bide his time, waiting for the day when I am weak and out of regenerations.
- Parkinson attracting interest (skysports.com)
- Falls prevention in Parkinson’s disease (eurekalert.org)