Coffee and Parkinson’s Disease
Any way you look at it (here, here, and, um, here…), coffee seems to be a good thing for people with Parkinson’s disease, and for people who don’t have Parkinson’s […]
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The Sun in Poetry
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host,
How You Type: Early Indicator of Parkinson’s?
Smithsonian.com reports that MIT researchers believe the way you press the keys when you type might be a predictor of Parkinson’s disease. The issue is not how many words you
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The Sun in Poetry
As I Grew Older It was a long time ago. I have almost forgotten my dream. But it was there then, In front of me, Bright like a sun— My
Enriched Environment. Baby Boomers. Real Mad Men. Jingles.
If you grew up in the 1950s and 1960s, click here for some enriched-environment throwback Madison Avenue advertising jingles, arranged by Lester Lanin and recorded by his pop-swing band in
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Throwback Thursdays Art
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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Parkinson’s Poker Face Pays Off Pedagogically
As a teacher trainer in a charter school which uses a particular pedagogy, I find my Parkinson’s poker face pays off. Below are two YouTube clips which show what I
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Parkinson’s Disease: Small Potatoes
Two small potatoes about my life with Parkinson’s disease. Throat catchers: Is it me, is it Parkinson’s disease, or does this happen to everyone? It seems like every time I
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Parking Sons at the Beach
My husband and I, both sons, spent a glorious weekend in Newport, Rhode Island. It was historically significant because after parking our car at the beach, I took my first-ever selfie.
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The Sun in Poetry
Spring Day [Bath] The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air. The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and