2017-03-10 – London bound.

I’m awake before the alarm goes off, and leap (well, almost) out of bed as soon as it does.  My wife is slightly more leisurely, but puts in an appearance downstairs before the kettle comes to the boil.  One swift cup of coffee later and she is out of the front door with the dog in tow, en-route to Hevingham – her youngest son is looking after the dog today, while we travel to London (and back) for a device reprogramming session at the NHNN.

I grab a few bits and pieces to take with me while my wife is out, including a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts – we are going to meet Karl Sterling after my hospital appointment, to participate in his Parkinson’s Regeneration Training workshop, so I thought I’d better be prepared!

We get to Gunton station with a couple of minutes to spare, and board the train to Norwich for our connection to London.   Everything is running smoothly today, and were arrive at London Liverpool Street station bang on time.  A quick journey on the underground and we are at the hospital with time to spare.

My tremor its still bothering me (left side only) so that’s really the only issue at the moment (aside from my ongoing motivation problem – it remains to be seen if they can do anything for me on that score).  My other gripes (weak voice, poor balance, wonky walking) I’m happy to put up with as a trade-off for tremor control.

Joseph reprogrammed my left side only, calming my tremor considerably and telling me to come back later if it was causing me any concern.  We then set off on the tube to join Karl Sterling at his Parkinson’s Regeneration Training workshop.  45 minutes later we roll up at the venue, hot and sweaty after having walked rather a long way from the station.  The workshop is extremely interesting and my wife and I gather some valuable insight.

At 5pm Karl, my wife and I depart for the Blues Bar, collecting my daughter (who is also in London this evening) along the way.  2 hours (and 3 pints) later, my wife and I leave to catch our train back to Norfolk.

I’m completely exhausted and can’t wait to get home and crawl into bed

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