Boxers are cordially invited to an open day session on Saturday the 30th 1.30-2.30pm at Vt1 Academy in Chatswood, Sydney.  “We are excited to showcase a new exercise program head coach Dylan has developed that is tailored for PWP. it’s safer, more effective and fun!  You are welcome to […]
Incredible, how a person in strife can be buoyed just by being allowed to slow down, catch one’s breath and find not just understanding and sympathy but hey presto, actually a keen professional insight, a most sensitive appraisal of what said person needs (has been in need of […]
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Three years into my YOPD stint I finally have gained a bit more of an understanding of that whole diminishing returns principle, in terms of the need to try and devise a regime whereby one can function relatively adequately on the lowest possible dose of the old L-Dopa. […]
Like the enthusiasm and community building but I did listen closely to how she phrased the potential benefits, something that the Simon Lewis chat with Bas Bloem so helpfully clarified. Nothing, including exercise, can do anything in terms of the disease itself. But, as there are so […]
Check out our new PD resource, a whole page just for Prof Simon Lewis. Have a look at his interview with Dutch PD expert, Bas Bloem, about the benefits of exercise here Personally, I was excited to learn about a PD Boxing group here on the Coast during […]
As I am ‘enjoying’ day 2 without the means to purchase even a sausage roll, I just left my GP, whom I had rated highly, even more depressed than when I went in, which is saying something. Decided to just thank her for her time halfway through and […]
Had quite a good day yesterday in terms of getting my point across and starting to see some real progress where my treatment is concerned – I will try to update the Diary of an Anti-Patient to provide a bit more detail. But then the quality of medical […]
Did you know that in actual fact, it’s not at all mandatory for nations outside the North American continent to adopt US festive traditions? I know right, I too assumed it must have become compulsory at some stage during the past few years to get with it and […]
Brekkie at the Club, such a lovely way to start the weekend. It’s always so nice to know I will be welcomed by the manager, my friend Omar from Lahore, no matter what ..
How I wish I could zigzag along .. something tells me Nick and I would get on like a medical specialist and his favourite accountant. Also both being confirmed bachelors of course .. Seems like a great initiative though, especially for those blokes who can’t see the gumtrees, […]
Not a bad result after a decidedly underwhelming start to the day. Following an exhausting attempt at communication with, luckily just 50% of the mental health tag team visiting me this morning, I actually ended up a few hours later speaking to someone pleasant at CL Gosford and […]
Yep, no prizes for guessing right though, because by now what loyal readers ROZ still has have become used ad nauseam to seeing these descriptions of endless trips to Gosford Centrelink. Today, I shall be notifying them that the breakdown of my Newstart payments such as I have […]
It’s quite amazing what kind of curve balls one is sometimes expected to be able to return unexpectedly, and seemingly at random in this funny game called survival. But counting your blessings and appreciating whenever a hand is in fact reaching out to help you genuinely is perhaps a […]
PREPARING MYSELF FOR ANOTHER ‘PRODUCTIVE’ DAY .. Another day, another Centrelink notification ‘Your Newstart payments have been suspended because you are overseas’ You can’t write this kind of stuff.. well perhaps if you could channel the amalgamated creative wellspring of Nick Cave, the Marquis de Sade and the […]
Just recently, on my way back from experiencing a PD tremor San Andreas fault style, I skipped through the movies on the plane, the endless Big Bang Theory box sets, not a patch on and in the end even glanced at the doco section. Of course, once again […]
Would I like the game of golf? I have no idea. Churchill, who knew how to weave some word magic, once said about golf, “It’s by far the best way to ruin a perfectly good walk.” On my way back from Gosford CentreLink – obliged to ride the […]
I used to quite like those affable guys, the punks. I found that more often than not, for all their posturing and mock-aggression, the signed up members of this desperate attempt at forging a credible post-hippy subculture proved to be quite lovely and sensitive .. it was a […]
Following a successful conference in Silicon Valley and some ultra-vexatious logistical hurdles while relocating to San Francisco, this morning I checked into a hotel in the Bay Area – mentally already able to sense the cool sheets that would soon be enveloping my aching bones. After two previous […]
Good to back in Silicon Valley again taking in a dose of fresh laid-back sunshine along with updates on the latest developments in cyber security, artificial intelligence and cloud computing.
I know who I’d like to have by my side when the Pommes Gratin are down. Also love the hotel’s (read: pub’s) name. Sounds like the drinking hole’s shingle ought to have my mug on it. I’d be proud to… Reminds me of one of the first things […]
One of the reasons I’ve been finding things so tough, even on top of the YOPD, is that I don’t really fit the mould. Never have, not any mould… After another long but ultimately good day I found myself prostrate on the Queensize at around 2am, having somehow […]
Being au fait with the inner workings of news media, I tend to enjoy the reactions of others as they have their buttons are pressed without even realising it. It’s actually fun being able to see this crafty process from both angles, as if my eyes can straddle […]
Choice on the telly right now: some AFL meat heads bumping into each other in Brisbane or The Richard of Oz …Â Hey, that reminds me of that website The Wizard of Oz, youse should have a squiz (slang alert). Easy choice for those of us bursting with masculine […]
A few weeks ago on a bright early Sunday morning after having Ubered two girls back to their respective homes following what most likely had been ‘a big night’, I noticed I was quite close to Bouddi National Park. Climbing the gorgeous steep hills in the trusted Holden […]
Just got back from Officeworks where I scanned some recent specialists’ reports to send on to Parkinson’s NSW in preparation of yet another claim for NDIS support, only to learn via SMS that once again, my precious Newstart payments have been suspended. This, farcically, is because I’ve been […]
Hanging in there, Strappado-style … that seems to be my mantra at the present time. It’s so interesting – albeit in a thoroughly ‘you shouldn’t have’ soul-destroying way – to detect just to what extent the mind can influence so much of our general well-being. While I’ve always […]
Tomorrow should be an interesting day. I’ll be rocking up (read turning up) at the agency here on the Coast in charge of helping me find part-time work. This, if you remember, is a requirement for me to be able to receive the token support of $516 per […]
Just now, on a bright sunny Monday on the cusp of Spring – and feeling hopelessly prone to the new unwelcome, overbearing lodger D. E. Pression (he just turned up one day and I can’t seem to shake him) – I thought to myself, ‘Could stay at home […]
In a bid to keep training my voice until such time as a speech therapist may be engaged, every now and then I will inflict the odd reading of something or other on you, long-suffering reader. Of course you already know you can find my regular poetry readings […]
Yesterday I had some business to attend to in the Big Smoke, and I tried to avoid the early rush hour traffic pouring into the city centre through the northern suburbs by parking my car at a railway station in the outer outskirts, after which I ambled into […]
Naturalmente, .. the show must go on…
A ghost, a shell A left over half-memory of what –Â on earth –Â I might have been. Burning bridges while I stride, Leaving those around me, pre-emptive strikes. Lest they, like me, find out too soon Once again, a wager lost. Trust placed in me – a […]
In a country where not that long ago but certainly pre-Turnbull days, it would have been quite feasible to find oneself downing a scooner in shorts and T-shirt (I won’t say singlet) while standing at the bar of a hotel (read pub) next to the Prime Minister or […]
Where on earth to start … getting a tad tired of the old Luctor et Emergo. Decided to ditch the Madopar, it was debilitating and denigrating. Back to the old Kinson drawing board again.
Don’t forget, the only prerogative we blokes have is that we are given permission to grow more distinguished as we get older. Have a ripper mate..
Ground control calling Major Rick…
Debriefing/de-mob process has been initiated.. … and relax ..
On the caffeine progress front things are looking up. Yesterday, I only spilt half my latte, with the passengers’s seat bearing the brunt of the slip-up on this occasion. Am just checking in to say, I’ll be enjoying a much needed self-imposed retreat, away from the social media […]
Woke up on the sofa at 6am, happy to have had a lie-in. As it had been a rather horrific night, I was keen to see daylight so I jumped up, had a five minute shower and was out the door like a flash… Oh wait, no that […]
I love a thing we Aussies have, it’s called Council Cleanup or Pickup or whatever. What it boils down to is, that if you have some old crap you’d like to rid yourself or your husband of (e.g. his much loved abominably decorative 80s jumpers ..), you simply […]
It’s quite a weird kind of disease, I find. Although of course I can’t really compare it, thank God, to any other serious ailment as this YOPD is certainly – so far – the biggest curve ball I’ve been thrown, and yes I’m including my erstwhile hypo-mania/Bipolar disorder/poetic […]
Funny, the things you unearth when – after a few decades of roaming around this ole world – you feel as though maybe, just maybe you’ve ended up somewhere you could tentatively imagine you could start breathing and stop treading water… (mixed metaphor alert). Opened another box I […]
Whenever I start on this most familiar trait of my mental make-up, I can see the assorted eyebrows of – even some very near and dear – gals within my inner circle preparing for lift-off. And, while my chequered recent past would certainly merit such apprehension, I assure […]
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