An Admission

Okay, so here's my ugly little secret:  I'm feeling terrible--worse and worse by the day. I try to hide it, keep on working regular hours in spite of sleepless nights, and carry on conversations as if nothing is wrong.

But something is terribly wrong, and I don't think I can live with it. All my Parkinson's symptoms are in decline. I'm not sleeping the night through because of pain and nightmares. I'm having head-to-toe pain day and night, and I'm not sure why. My balance is off in an alarming way, and my tremors are impossible to hide. Walking in an unaffected way is nearly impossible, and typing is becoming a chore. A couple of days ago, my left foot froze up for a second, and wouldn't move. And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

It's time to draw a line in the sand. I can't take it any more. I'm done. My pain and discomfort finally outweigh my desire for bad-for-me foods.  Here's what I know I can do:

1. I may not be able to put in all the diet elements that Yolanda wants me to put in, but I CAN take OUT all the bad ones! No more sugar, salt, yeast, black tea, processed foods, tomato-based products, or other high-acid foods. I am convinced that will help my pain level.

2.  I know which supplements help me, and I will order them, and not let myself run out. No wonder I feel bad all the time--I'm always out of one or more of my supplements. Here are the ones that help me:  Protandim, DoTerra vitality pack vitamins, Serenegen, and Organo coffee. How good could I feel if I put all the things that help me together in one regimen?

3.  Exercise. This really doesn't belong in the category of things I know I can do, but it needs to happen. I just have to figure it out...really fast.

It's getting scary enough that I'm willing to do the hard stuff now. Just sayin'.