My Parkinson’s disease was out of control yesterday. I was shaking so bad that I almost couldn’t type my blog post. I felt so wired that I wanted to jump out of my skin, yet at the same time my body felt rigid. The feeling persisted as I joined my friends for brunch at Bardog. One of them commented that she’d never seen me so affected by the disease.
By 9:30 PM it was clear the condition wasn’t going away. I had the folks at Flying Saucer call me an ambulance. The EMTs diagnosed me with atrial flutter, a form of tachycardia.
A couple of hours on a gurney in Methodist and the wired + rigid feeling subsided, and my heart reverted to normal sinus rhythm. They released me and I walked back Downtown, arriving on Main Street about 3 AM. I’m on one of my favorite park benches now. At 8 the chess club opens and I’ll walk over.
Glad to get back to my normal life. Glad that awful wired feeling is gone.
Coming soon: Why are there two Union Mission buildings on opposite sides of Poplar? And what are those yellow VIP cards around the necks of some homeless men?
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