How many of them can you name? Your grandmother, an American celebrity or that Dutch blogger. How many ever got better?
How can we have photos of Mars and print 3D organs, yet we still can’t cure any of those 6 million?
6 million people have Parkinson’s. There’s nothing we can do about it. And all of those millions will suffer that disease some 15 or 20 years on average. That’s 60 to 120 million man-years.
How many combined man-years of research have the scientists devoted to Parkinson’s? 120 million man-year? That’s stretching it a bit.
What, dear people at World Parkinson’s Day, what exactly do we smile at in those photos of the big day? What is so great about those moving stories and new insights? What is so inspiring?
What, dear people at World Parkinson’s Day, what are we supposed to say on that big day? What are we supposed to say to that friend who’s only just learnt that it will be tough, real tough.
What am I supposed to say? To my friend, those 6 million, to myself…
You needn’t cope with it. You needn’t give it a place. You needn’t do anything, actually. Because if all those researchers can’t help you, then how on earth can you be expected to do it alone?
What, dear people at World Parkinson’s Day, what am I supposed to say to comfort my friend, those 6 million others, myself?
Place your hand in Life’s hand. Life is strong enough to lift you, when you need it most.