To @foundryrat743
My husband has Parkinson’s too and due to my uncontrolled anxiety, he is my caregiver instead of the other way around. His voice has gotten very soft, he chokes on his food and even water, and his gait is off. He has trouble getting up from chairs, etc. But, somehow, this wonderful man drives me to doctors’ appointments (when I am able to leave the house), shops, does the laundry, prepares food, etc. If the medical providers could prescribe meds that work for me, then I could take care of him. It’s not their fault that my body rejects everything thrown at it. I have been trying to walk outside a little bit and my neighbors must think I am drunk because I am so wobbly.