Superhero Jockstraps
“… there I was, standing on my assigned numbered square on the playground blacktop in my oversized in gym shorts and shirt, tugging at the straps on my crotch and legs. Do I have this thing on correctly?”
Looking Good
It is like receiving a passing grade on a test and the teacher says, “good for you, I expected you to fail.”
A Freshly Paved Road
“The tar in the specialized shampoos eliminate dead skin cells and slows the growth of new cells. This did not sit well with me after considering California’s La Brea tar pits…” Read more here.
Parkinson’s Made Me a Liar
It is tiresome for others to have to hear more about my Parkinson’s when all they really want to know is if the leftover tuna casserole is safe to eat or the previously opened wine is drinkable.
A Harry Situation
“I was not surprised that singer, actor, and model Harry Styles was trying to attack me… I might have been surprised were it not for our history.”
The Eyes Have It
I thought I was just having dinner with a friend, but it turns out she is also an amateur neurologist.
Fish Out of Water
At the time my tremor was pretty well controlled with medications. The confounding factor was nervousness. At the slightest sense of nervousness my tiny tremor could become a seismic event.
A “Friend” Indeed
I was tolerating my depression, and hoping it would just go away. According to everything I read and experienced, though, Depression would always be the friend who comes and goes but never is far away. So I learned how to be friends with Depression, good friends.
Not Right in the Head
“I have read that as many as half of people with Parkinson’s carry a diagnosis of depression, and 30% think about suicide. I am one of those people.” How could this possibly be humorous? Well, like everything else here, it is and it isn’t!
Original Artwork © 2014 Steve Steinberg
Matters of the Heart
“You are too young to have Parkinson’s,” my new cardiologist said to me. He must have thought I was self diagnosed, had the caffeine shakes, or had an idiot for a neurologist. It was rude. I responded, “Tell that to my Parkinson’s.” Here’s what I wish I said…