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Many of us readily lend a hand when a loved one, friend, or neighbor needs support, especially if it’s a one-time occurrence. These are typically straightforward things like driving them to an appointment when their car isn’t working, providing a meal when they’ve had an illness or death in the…

In 2015, during the early days of my Parkinson’s diagnosis, everything was a blur and I didn’t know where to turn. I had just started seeing a new physiotherapist whom I immediately liked and began to forge a connection with. One day, she said to me, “If you…

I remember when my kids were small and I’d hear the patter of tiny feet running toward my bedside, usually at 3 a.m. I knew the reason would be one of two things: the stomach flu or a bad dream. If it was the latter, I breathed a sigh of…

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the short phrase “PD-friendly” (PD being Parkinson’s disease). I wonder if others use this phrase. Or did I just make it up myself? At any rate, what does it mean to me to be PD-friendly? Let’s discuss. Living with Parkinson’s disease…

When I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s in 2015, I didn’t know anyone else with the disease. Then I joined Rock Steady Boxing, a program designed specifically for those of us with Parkinson’s. I’d found my people! I had read about the program and its benefits, but…

I’ve always advocated for accessibility for all. For more than 30 years, I worked and volunteered for organizations supporting and encouraging opportunities for people with disabilities. Now, as a caregiver for someone with a debilitating movement disorder that causes mobility issues, accessibility is personal and paramount. As my husband,…

“Morning, Mary Beth. Have you heard anything about weight loss and Parkinson’s?” my dad texts me one day. “From what I’ve read in the Parkinson’s News Today Forums, it seems like a mixed bag,” I respond. “Some people lose weight, and some people gain it.” This isn’t…

When my husband, Arman, was diagnosed in 2009 with early-onset Parkinson’s disease at the age of 38, it felt nearly impossible to find anything positive about our situation. At the time, we were parents of three young children, and Arman was busy building his career as a physician.

It’s that time of year again: time for our annual Walk for Parkinson’s. I hate asking people for money, even for such a worthwhile cause as our local Parkinson’s Society here in Ontario, Canada. Since my diagnosis of Parkinson’s disease in 2015, however, I’ve felt the cause…

Early one morning a few weeks ago, I was in the bathroom drying my hair, which usually takes about 30 minutes every few days. I stood in front of the mirror with the dryer fan on high, hoping to get through the job as quickly as possible. My hair dryer…