Life sucks and is unfair.
Daniel has Parkinson's.
He's taking a shitload of herbal remedies shipped in from China, has completely changed his diet in order to change his body's chemistry and pH levels, and it getting help from one of the top alternative physicians in the world.
The good news it that they caught it early, that he's only 31 and he thought to get his chronic pain and fatigue checked out by a Parkinson's expert, knowing that his dad has it and that it's genetic.
The good news is also that his pain is gone, but man, this is far from over and now him and Kristin are putting their house buying plans on hold 'cause they need to get a handle on this first.
The bad news is that he was trying to tell this to our mom and she was all "I'm sorry, that sucks, can I call you back I'm busy right now."
She was on Second Life. That damned video game. And she wouldn't listen to her son tell her about his diagnosis with Parkinson's disease because she was playing a fucking video game.
All of us are sick of her, over her, and aren't talking to her.
But my brother, my dearest and most volatile brother, has Parkinson's and I hope that these herbal remedies work.
In other news, my sister has officially become a guerilla street artist in Bellingham. Her medium: mosaic tile and glass.
http://randomactsoftile.deviantart.com
Accomplices to date: me.
He's taking a shitload of herbal remedies shipped in from China, has completely changed his diet in order to change his body's chemistry and pH levels, and it getting help from one of the top alternative physicians in the world.
The good news it that they caught it early, that he's only 31 and he thought to get his chronic pain and fatigue checked out by a Parkinson's expert, knowing that his dad has it and that it's genetic.
The good news is also that his pain is gone, but man, this is far from over and now him and Kristin are putting their house buying plans on hold 'cause they need to get a handle on this first.
The bad news is that he was trying to tell this to our mom and she was all "I'm sorry, that sucks, can I call you back I'm busy right now."
She was on Second Life. That damned video game. And she wouldn't listen to her son tell her about his diagnosis with Parkinson's disease because she was playing a fucking video game.
All of us are sick of her, over her, and aren't talking to her.
But my brother, my dearest and most volatile brother, has Parkinson's and I hope that these herbal remedies work.
In other news, my sister has officially become a guerilla street artist in Bellingham. Her medium: mosaic tile and glass.
http://randomactsoftile.deviantart.com
Accomplices to date: me.