Being sexy is not something I really ever focused on but facing a diagnosis of Parkinson’s Disease at 44 I am suddenly aware of how unattractive that feels.
Even at this specific point in my life I am lucky. I have a great husband who would never notice whether my left arm swings when I walk or not. Even when I gained a bunch of weight on antidepressants in my twenties I didn’t worry about being unattractive to him. He is a great guy. But I still feel young. I have young kids.
Parkinson’s Disease is not fatal. It is just something that I will need to adapt to and live with. It will slowly chip away at what “cool” I have left and hopefully much later my dignity but I can’t think that far ahead, it is just too upsetting. Besides there are other afflictions that are far worse. Still, I will not succumb easily. I have been walking an hour every day, eating better, and my dad said he would buy me brand new running shoes when he comes up from Florida this summer. There is even Zumba.
Watch out PD, I am planning to be the sexiest person with Parkinson’s Disease since Anne Hathaway’s character in Love and Other Drugs!