One thing I have learned on my voyage through life is, a sense of the ridiculous is essential. The first line of your post above is a gem. There's nowt like a good chuckle.
Some people think because the word disease is attached to Parkinson's, we should all go round in sack cloth and ashes chanting.......... unclean! unclean!.....and looking miserable all the time. If I ever catch non chuckleitus, then I shall really be cheesed off.
I might look like Elvis on a bad day, but if you put appropriate music to my shake, rattle and roll it can be quite effective. Who knows, after rap dies the death it fully deserves, we could become the next big thing. We got an edge bro'.
I would never belittle the condition because it is far too serious. I try to laugh it off as a distraction and hope for a moment or two someone else will laugh with me. If we stop and think seriously for too long it sours the milk of life.
I do appreciate that now and then a letting of blood is also essential. Lin let rip good style on her recent post and it affected the more serious part of my brain. I stuck in my two penneth in total support. It's going to have it's bad days, we can't avoid them, but while you and Mike 700 are around they might not seem quite as bad.
“There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.”
― Charles Dickens
"This one is real.........My maiden name was Meg Ann Childress. Nothing exciting. Well, I married Alan Boner, and now I am Meg A. Boner!" I guess some people have all the luck!
Lets try to keep smiling, the alternative makes my shirts all soggy.