Parkinson's: A Poem by Paul T LaPrise
“I Love Words More Than My Life”
Introducing
Paul T LaPrise
From the moment I found out he was an actor, I was interested in Paul. Bits of his conversations, hinted at his having done Shakespeare (As a high school student, I had made a goal to memorize all of Shakespeare. I did not succeed.)
It is not easy to hear what people are saying to each other in a zoom waiting room. There is usually, someone talking to a care partner in the background and there may be a TV or radio on in a couple of the houses. What we have in common is that we are all getting online to exercise with David or Jackie and we all have some sort of neurological disease. Most of us have Parkinson's. We are all there to make our lives better by exercising in a Total Health Works (THW): Easy Moving Class or a Brain and Body class.
I look forward to the 10-15 minutes before our THW classes start on zoom. We gather together to check in with each other and to tell jokes or offer word quizzes. Sometimes we give health tips. People share snippets of what is happening in their lives. We meet new people, find out where they are and hope to become friends. That is how I met Paul.
What an interesting man, Paul is. He spent 28 years being an actor and then becoming a teacher of actors. Then he shifted careers and moved into project management in Energy Reduction. (Which seems to me to be a rather astounding career shift.)
He has lived, all across our country, (and has stories to tell from each, though I have only heard a bit of some so far.) from San Francisco, California, to Boulder Colorado, to Houston, Texas, to Baltimore, Maryland, to Washington, D.C. To where he lives now, in Columbus, Ohio.
Paul, who is retired , says he “reads avariciously,” (Yikes! I think he reads more than I do!) “gardens, and plays a little guitar on the weekends. He takes a dance class for Parkinson’s,” (that he loves) “writes poetry,” (Paul really loves poetry) “and works to stay in the moment.”
That' all, folks, all I know about Paul T LaPrise. (What does the “T” stand for Paul? I got the giggles coming up with middle names this morning- Paul Toledo LaPrise... Paul Taco LaPrise)
Cheers,
Nancy & the Snark
A poem by PTL
Complications
There is a weight,
That envelopes me
Not always, but at times.
Different from my
Regular miasma.
Soft, barely touching.
You forget it’s there.
Then it is, then again not,
But just barely.
Irritating at the least,
Offensive at worst.
It colors the mundane,
Imbues with schizophrenic
Lack of control, embosses by
Daily tremors,
And blankets you like foam
At the most unlikely moments.
However, and forever,
I have the Park.
It niggles at you
With the death of a thousand cuts,
And the torrential imbalance
Of neurological traps.
Dopamine is a fickle lover.
Fulfilled when you have her,
Devastated when not.
And what do I do?
I manage.
I add and delete from
Each opportunity.
I give where needed,
And take from surplus.
I balance all like
Old teeter-totters,
And move ahead.
Always ahead.
This is Nancy's husband. Paul, your poem captures the day-to-day I observe and help Nancy to navigate. It evokes the low and high emotions. I'm grateful you shared.
ReplyDeleteSteve nice to meet you. And glad you liked the piece. Your wlife is a jewel, and we have a great -e-mail discussion gong on on manhy subjects. Her perceptions are delightful
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