One morning in August of 2015, my dad Mike lost complete strength in his legs and we called 911 to have him transported to United Hospital in St. Paul. After many tests he was finally diagnosed with Parkinsons. Unbeknownst to us, it started a few years earlier when he began losing mobilty in his arm, started shuffling when he walked, and speaking slower and quieter. Unfortunately no one picked up on those being symptoms to a disease. Mike spent almost 2 weeks at the hospital before being transferred to an assisted living facility where he then spent about three months going through physical and occupational therapy. After finally gaining strength and able to go home, life changed for all of us, especially mom. She now had nurses, therapists, social workers, etc, all coming in to their home. Dad began using a walker, taking medications, needing assistive devices in the bathroom, and wasn't able to do the things he always did; his own laundry, cooking, getting dressed, shoveling, etc. A year and a half has gone by and we are back here at the hospital. Today the Dr's have performed numerous tests. So far things have come back normal. However, he is delusional, he has conversations with "nobody", He is beyond restless and he is dead weight. He has no clue where he is, or what month and year it is. The saddest thing is watching him go through all of this knowing THERE IS NO CURE FOR PARKINSONS!! We sit here and watch him and all we can do is pray for him to have a better day tomorrow. Pray for him to have some kind of strength. Pray for him to have some sense of balance so he doesn't fall. But the truth is, since there is no cure for Parkinsons yet, the prayer is really only helping us. Not him. There isn't much to say about today, but lots of Dr's will be in to see him tomorrow. I will try to keep this updated as we go along.
Thank you for your continued support, prayers and phone calls. We all appreciate it.