Everyday Parkinson’s
“It has always struck me as shortsighted that we only get a month. I have to live with PD every day of the year.”
Green Wines
“So, where did all the winemaking Leprechauns go? Apparently, they are alive and well in Portugal…”
Three Days Left
“…it’s only Tuesday and I could still damage friendships and family ties.”
One Week and Counting
“Everyone has running with the bulls in Pamplona and parachuting on their bucket lists, but mine is more pedestrian.”
Superstition Ain’t the Way
I have not put the dates of my DBS surgeries in my calendar or on social media/blog for fear of jinxing it and getting canceled.
A Single Valentine
“Look, I only calendar activities I don’t like - dentist appointments, oil changes, colonoscopies, tax day…you get the idea. I would need to add sex to this?”
original artwork ©2023, Steve Steinberg
A Mental Health Day
“I was forced to call in with a fake symptom. One that was mild enough to not worry coworkers, yet severe enough that everybody would think I might be contagious.”
Photo: Mt. Saint Helens ©2021 Steve Steinberg
Funny Again
Something happened during the past few months. Parkinson’s became unfunny to me. It started when my neurologist told me, “You are an ideal candidate for DBS.”
Original Artwork ©2023 Steve Steinberg
Thank You, Thanksgiving
Sure, the tomatoes in the salad are crushed, and the turkey is not sliced as much as it is shredded, but no one wants my DNA in their green bean casserole.