Relatively Speaking by Keith Trayling

A Bad Day

Relatively speaking. I'm healthy and fit.

But with Parkinson's disease? I still feel like shit

I know other afflictions are worse.

I know I'm not stuck in a bed or a chair

I have a choice, indoors or fresh air.

But PD is still a real curse.

I'm not lonely. A loving wife and good friend.

Not many worries or many loose ends.

But energy levels are sapped everyday.

Dropped food on the floor. The dog is well pleased.

Fell over again. Another scrape on my knees.

Getting dressed, I can cause a delay.

I dribble I'm clumsy. No facial expression.

Can't remember answer when I'm asked a question.

Relatively speaking, I'm healthy and fit.

nausea in the morning, till breakfast is fixed.

Shove pills down my throat. It's still only 6.(am )

With Parkinson's disease, I still feel like shit

A Good Day

Relatively speaking, I'm healthy and fit.

Have Parkinson's disease, but only a bit.

Short tennis, table tennis, two weekly sports.

Backgammon and chess. dog walking of sorts.

Bridge with some friends. My days are all free.

A home that I love out in the country.

A garden. I enjoy growing the veg.

Going are the days of living life on the edge.

Children are grown and all doing well.

Got grandchildren too all happy as well.

A wife I love, who loves me too.

Without her, I don't know what I would do,

relatively speaking, I'm healthy and fit,

have Parkinson's disease, but only a bit.