Day 311: The Aching Bones Psalm

I made a doctor's appointment. For this Friday..curious to see what he says about my pain. In the meantime, I am heading down to Salem today. Looking forward to my Indian food buffet. Butter chicken, dal and mint chutney, come to Mama!

I woke up extremely early this morning. I have a lot on my mind. Foremost is my father. His new diagnosis of Parkinson's disease answers some questions, but raises some more. I have been doing research since 4:00 a.m. I also ordered a book for my mom, who is now his caregiver. She was in good spirits yesterday. It is a relief for her to know there is an explanation for the symptoms she has been noticing. Having a diagnosis helps her plan his at home care, and as a retired registered nurse, she is interested in the disease. She was reading to me from one of her medical books yesterday. My brother, a pharmacist is going over today to discuss medications with them. He is the early stages; stooped posture, shuffling gait and slow speech. All of which we assumed were the result of his stroke. I did read there is some speculation that a stroke can bring on Parkinson's. He has also developed a slight tremor in his right hand.

I hope he doesn't start taking meds at this stage. From what I have been be reading, the side effects outweigh the benefits, especially memory impairment and nausea. Every source I checked, however strongly suggested an exercise regimen. Yes!

Speaking of exercise, I am about to get vertical and do my morning yoga. But first, my daily psalm:

Psalm 6

"Lord, do not rebuke me in your anger

    or discipline me in your wrath.

2 

Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am faint;

    heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.

3 

My soul is in deep anguish.

    How long, Lord, how long?

4 

Turn, Lord, and deliver me;

    save me because of your unfailing love.

5 

Among the dead no one proclaims your name.

    Who praises you from the grave?

6 

I am worn out from my groaning.

All night long I flood my bed with weeping

    and drench my couch with tears.

7 

My eyes grow weak with sorrow;

    they fail because of all my foes.

8 

Away from me, all you who do evil,

    for the Lord has heard my weeping.

9 

The Lord has heard my cry for mercy;

    the Lord accepts my prayer.

10 

All my enemies will be overwhelmed with shame and anguish;

    they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame."

Well this psalm was written for me! I shall call it the"aching bones psalm"!   And aching bones need exercise.

Happy Wednesday!