Nothing...

...is ever as good or as bad as it first appears. Right. I'm waiting for the scale to tip in our
favor. And yet, with Husband's Parkinson's diagnosis, I just know in my heart of hearts everything will be OK. But, in the meantime as life swirls around us, seemingly oblivious to illness (and bugs), our lives have stalled. I know things could be worse. I am after all an eternal optimist.

People don't die from Parkinson's. So don't freak out people who know nothing about this. If we could just find some meds that would work and won't make him fatigued, faint, woozy, dizzy and fuzzy. Husband is the one who keeps us all afloat. But, sometimes, I wonder, did we do something wrong?

So even with Parkinson's and bugs a thousand miles away in Sister's apartment (I think they are all dead) and a sick cat, I think we will be ok. Just waiting for everything to not be as bad as it first appears.