Good Morning Little Birdies,
Sorry my blog delivery has been erratic these past few days. I seem to have been living life to it’s fullest too much to write about living life to it’s fullest.
I told you last time that this must be a week of superlatives - Number one was having the privilege and honor to play some of the best music I have heard with some of the best musicians I have ever worked with. Not only did that make my day, but it made most of my adult life too.
The second one will seen silly to some, and really cool to others. Imagine you have driven nothing but VW bugs your whole life and someone loans you a Lamborghini to take out for a spin. Imagine the difference in quality and materials and how that would affect your driving experience. It would be like night and day.
My good friend (still, I hope) Raven Stands-Alone. Let me borrow one of his really nice bikes since it seemed to fit me just right and I wanted to see if that setup would work for me. It did, it worked like a million bucks, it was my Lamborghini. After riding all around the neighborhood with no problem whatsoever, I pulled into Ravens driveway, went to get off the bike, and fell right down almost breaking my crown. I learned long ago never to use my hands or wrists to break my fall, your hands are everything when you play the bass or piano or guitar etc. I did an airborne parachute landing fall and only received a slight scrape on my arm. The bike might not have been so lucky. When I went for a little ride with my buddies later on I noticed the chain had come off. A friend, who knows a lot more about bikes than I do, reattached the chain. All was good until I noticed my bike had now become a fixed gear bike. (if you don’t know what that is let me just say that they are a lot harder to ride than a regular bike.)
Don’t worry, I didn’t fall again. But I am afraid I might have done damage to my friends expensive bike. If so, I am willing, of course, to pay whatever it takes to repair. I’ve learned my lesson - no more Lamborghini for me. It was a delight, a treasure, whipped cream on my chocolate sundae, and I can do anything I want to do, if I am wiling to pay the price. I’m willing, but am I able? We’ll see after Raven and I check it in the light of day. At least my credit rating is good with him.
So far it’s one to one. Both of these events were superlative of course, but just because something is the best doesn’t mean its trouble free. It’s the end result is what I’m basing my score on. They say everything comes in waves of three. If that is true I am still due one extra special “best ever, so far” treat. I almost want to say pass and accept the consolation gift. But then again, I believe I might have already received the winning prize. I might receive it everyday. After all, the title of this blog is My Life With Parkinson’s - My Best Life Ever, and even if I fall down a thousand times, I’m still gonna pick myself up - dust myself off and keep on trying. Because they also say third times a charm.
I’ll be at Open Mike Comedy Hot Potato thingamajig tonight at rain dogs - where I will make a special announcement. I’ll also make the same announcement in tomorrow’s blog. Please join me.
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just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\