Living My Best Life - a Column by Christine Scheer

It’s hard work being an optimist when you have a disease that is progressive, neurodegenerative, and — wait for it — incurable. So what do I do? I work hard at it! The work began in 2015, when I was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease. There is nothing like a…

Before I knew I had Parkinson’s disease, or even what it was, my family lost their collective mind. They insisted I was whispering and they couldn’t hear what I was saying. I still remember thinking they were all crazy. Were they gaslighting me? Why would they do that? Was…

Twenty years ago, I developed frozen shoulders. Yes, plural. Over the course of a year, both of my shoulders locked up, causing me to gasp in pain when doing the simplest tasks — brushing my teeth, putting on deodorant, combing my hair. It took months of physiotherapy, and then…