I am feeling swamped. Although my sister came to take Rob for his surgery and bring him home, the stress wore me out. I have far less energy than I used to. I have no idea how long I will be able to type my essays; that will depend on the progression of the tremor. They always get worse in time.

Rob still has to have the same procedure and hopefully, it will succeed this time. He will definitely stay at the hospital for a few days then.

Last night I had a very good dream. The contents are forgotten, but the dream itself offered me comfort.

I like to keep things organized and the box ( NOKBOX) that my sister gave me will help me get my important papers together in an orderly fashion. At this point Rob is doing almost everything for me, but my laundry.

When things are emotionally charged is when I get shakier.

I have told the dream in which I was walking with Vernon Howard and he told me to stop being so accommodating. And If I had said I could not help at a meeting somewhere, I would never have gotten the tremor. I caught the flu at that meeting and ended up in the hospital. About 4 years ago is when the tremor started and my neuro said it was highly likely that the full-body tremor happened then. Unlike Parkinson, my tremor only happens when I make a movement of any kind. Sitting still there is no tremor.

Writing is hard, so perhaps I will write less; I don’t know.

I do know that writing is my job, so I will go on until it dawns on me that I cannot be at the Mac anymore.

In the meantime, l am sending love to all of you, for we are all connected whether we know it or not.

Love,
Vicki