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I am on my way getting good at stirring paint in bottles using new Super powers!

The medical profession call it Tremors. Dad has it, granddad had it too. It is the opposite to Parkinson : the limbs shake when you use them, not when at rest.

I am not yet 50 and the problems are yet small. Still I need hurry up building my stash!

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I hope Deep Brain Stimulation will help. It is a pacemaker actually. At least the hobby will help me decide when enough is enough and go get it. Dad refused and suffer for it. Myself I have no problem with surgeons looking inside me, but in understand not all would share that carefree look!

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Man, what a horrible sickness for a modeler to get. At 54 I often find my hands a little shaky when trying to do intricate details. I wonder if it is a sign of things to come.

 

And on that note, I'll leave this here......

 

Roy was living in a retirement home after his wife had passed many years earlier.  He was considered a lady's man before marriage and it didn't take too many years for the old ways to come back to Roy.  Soon after Roy moved in, he met a wonderful widow named Stella and they hit it off.  Before long they were meeting every morning, noon and night in the dining hall and spending time with each other.   This relationship went on for several months.

One day a new resident, Sylvia, moved in.  Being the old hound dog Roy was he couldn't help himself and started two timing Stella and started seeing Sylvia for walks in the garden and spending time on the park benches under a blanket with her on the cool fall mornings.

Stella had taken all she could and finally confronted Roy with his two timing habits.  "Roy, what the hell does that new woman have to offer that I cannot provide?"

Roy simply responded "Parkinsons."

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Man, what a horrible sickness for a modeler to get. At 54 I often find my hands a little shaky when trying to do intricate details. I wonder if it is a sign of things to come.

 

And on that note, I'll leave this here......

 

Roy was living in a retirement home after his wife had passed many years earlier. He was considered a lady's man before marriage and it didn't take too many years for the old ways to come back to Roy. Soon after Roy moved in, he met a wonderful widow named Stella and they hit it off. Before long they were meeting every morning, noon and night in the dining hall and spending time with each other. This relationship went on for several months.

One day a new resident, Sylvia, moved in. Being the old hound dog Roy was he couldn't help himself and started two timing Stella and started seeing Sylvia for walks in the garden and spending time on the park benches under a blanket with her on the cool fall mornings.

Stella had taken all she could and finally confronted Roy with his two timing habits. "Roy, what the hell does that new woman have to offer that I cannot provide?"

Roy simply responded "Parkinsons."

:)Misery want company or something.

Well there are certainly associations to join, but frankly I prefer this place.

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