Here today, gone tomorrow

There are over 7.6 billion people on this planet.  Can you even wrap your head around that?  Can you imagine the thoughts, feelings, pain, suffering, joy and elation that each of these individuals go through on any given day?  Whether they are 1 or 100, healthy or terminally ill, poor or obscenely rich, it’s hard to imagine.  It’s hard not to feel insignificant when you think of life that way.

But, that’s not what your’s or my life is remotely about.  You may have a large extended family and friends, or just a few people who you are very close to.  That is your world, that is my world.  It’s hard not to get depressed or discouraged when illness, death, betrayal, or the mundane routine of everyday life occur.  People, myself take way to much for granted every day.  Horrible and amazing things happen everyday and the world just keeps spinning.  Take a minute and think of all the things that have happened in your life the past 12 months.  Pretty daunting isn’t it?

It seems like people in general only think about these kinds of things around this time of year.  We think about all the things we are going to change next year in our lives.  The more time we are going spend with family.  The more generous we are going to be with our time and money.  The wrongs we will try to right.  Is it all talk aimed at trying make ourselves feel better about what we did or didn’t achieve?  Is it just part of that same everyday, or in this case every year occurrences of our life?

As a person with a chronic illness, this kind of thinking can really drag you down.  You start to think that none of the 7.6 billion in the world give a damn about you or anybody else for that matter.  Most days I consider myself lucky that my illness is not immediately life altering or threatening, but I admit to having very selfish days in which I want to cry out, “what about me?  Doesn’t anyone care about my daily struggles?”.  It’s enough to make you go mad in the head and forget about perspective in life.  No, those 7.6 billion people could care less about you or I.  But, if your lucky enough to have one person or a whole network of people in your corner, that’s all you need.  “Life sucks, then you die.”  No, life is and always will be what you make of it.  I hope you and I choose not blame others or God for our lot in life, but remember those few people who love, care and need you.

Thank you for reading and sharing.  May God bless you and keep you.


Matthew 2.0

Hello all.  I know I haven’t written in a while and no this title does not refer to any Bible verse.  Everyone has ups and downs in life.  Some last for a few days, while for others it can last for years.  I have gone through some troubling times as of late, but just like a new iPhone comes out every year with improvements and new features, I myself am going through a similar process.

I have not forgotten my OT community.  I just want to make sure my best version is available and able to put into words.  I will continue to strive for the positive and to be that voice for OT.

Thank you for being with me, with prayers and encouragement.  Happy Thanksgiving, and as always, God bless.


What does it all mean?

As I reflect back to last week’s journey to Omaha, it took me a while to process all the events, testing and interactions with the OT patients and their companions.  I’m still trying to work through a lot of my thoughts as I write.  I decided to write as if I was back in school, with three basic principles of the scientific method, with some opinion on the side of course.  They would be: 1.  What did we know before we got there?  2.  What do we know or feel now?  3.  What’s in store for the future?

So, what did I know before I went to the conference and trials.  Well, I knew that I was dealing with a very rare disease, that could affect 1 or 2 in a million, the treatment doesn’t work very well, and it normally is starts presenting symptoms in the late 50s or 60s.  It takes a lot out of me physically and mentally throughout some of my days.  I was scared for my future and the future of my family.

How do I feel or what do I know now?  When I first arrived and started to socialize with the larger than expected group, I mentioned previously that I was excited and terrified at the same time.  Excited because this was the first time I had met anyone with OT, excited to meet people in person whom I had only spoken to on Facebook or Twitter.  Terrified because I was face to face with my possible future.  People who could walk very little without assistance, some had wheelchairs, some with walkers, and some with canes.  As the week progressed, I began to realize that my now OT family was truly amazing.  The we’re not constantly depressed or down trotted, but they were some of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure of being around.  They were eager to share their story and listen to mine as well.  The fear factor dissipated quickly.  Throughout out the week of some very impressive technological testing that was exhausting and revitalizing, I began to come to terms that this may actually help myself or others down the road.  I felt fortunate that I was diagnosed fairly early as opposed to some people who were properly diagnosed 20 years after starting to show symptoms.  I learned that cases have been diagnosed from age 7 to 85 and may not be as rare as previously suggested. The average age of the diagnosed is around 56 years old  and the population size maybe 20 to 25 in a million.  It is still rare but that is a highly exponential sample size to what was previously thought.

So what does the future hold?  The best answer and the answer from Dr. Torres and his colleagues is,  we don’t know.  We do know that these trials may lead to better diagnosis, which can lead to more patients, which may get the attention to bigger money research.  I also know that this maybe years away.  It’s hard to say in this medical world we live in now.  Unfortunately the almighty dollar still rules at this point. One thing that I do know for sure is that Dr. Torres is extremely passionate about the puzzle of OT and he is a remarkable man other than being a fine Neurologist.  Hopefully the data collected from Omaha 2017 will keep the fire that burns in his soul for our OT family.

Lastly, I again want stress how amazing the people who I met during that final week of September.  I made some what I hope friends for life, and know that we as a group will continue to be our own advocates for this perplexing illness.  I hope to participate in trials in the future be it a year, 3 or 5 years down the road.  Until then I will continue to be here, learning and listening to anyone who may contribute to our community!

Thank you for reading, sharing and may God bless you this Sunday!!


Impressions vs Fact

As I write this evening about all the interactions and procedures I have endured the last 2 days.  Endured maybe a harsh word, because the people who have either volunteered or who are participants are beyond incredible.  I may be the youngest person at this conference, but I learned today that there have been confirmed diagnoses at the ages of 7 and 9.  This disease may not be as rare as once thought.

The technology that they are now using to test is extremely high-tech, and the data they are collecting is very impressive, but will become increasingly more expensive to gather.  They may not find a cure for OT from the data from this conference, but this seems to be the best set of trials that they have had, and I can see them getting better with every one they have in future.

Yesterday I had an eye exam that actually showed tremor in my eyes after a period of time.  I had a virtual reality test that was incredibly fantastic and terrifying at the same time.  I also had an MRI that was not your father’s MRI.  It was 45 minutes long, with no music, no sleeping and a 15 minute period where I had to keep my eyes open and “clear my mind”.  Very exhausting day.

What makes this experience so special is the people who I have met.  People who came here of their own cost and from as far away Australia. The average diagnosed age is around 56, but some of these people  have been dealing with symptoms for 30 years.  Absolutely amazing. They are as positive as they are wonderful.  I no longer feel like a victim of a rare disease.  I am now part of a fraternity of people who could make anyone feel empowered.

The feel sorry for yourself parties are over.  It’s time to go to work to raise more awareness and money for the necessary research!!

Thank you so much for reading and sharing.  As always God bless!!



Opening day!

If you have played or are a fan of baseball, you know what the words opening day mean to you.  The butterflies in your stomach, the expectations.  In Pittsburgh aside from the previous 3 seasons, you knew you were going to be disappointed.

As I travelled to Omaha, I will admit I felt like a rookie in a veteran clubhouse.  To my pleasant surprise, that feeling dissipated almost immediately.  Never have I met a group of wonderful and welcoming individuals.  So eager to share their stories, but also kind enough to listen to mine.  Our group may vary in age in upwards of 40 years, but in this previous evening and today’s interactions, it’s clear to me that I have a new family.

I start my testing tomorrow with 3 or 4 different exams, so I will definitely have much more to speak.  I am just so grateful that I have found a whole community to welcome me as an equal and ask me as many questions as I have asked them.  Thank you to all whom have supported me and have allowed me this priceless experience.

More to come tomorrow.  I wish you all the best and as always God bless!



I find people to be amazing!  Most of them in a good way.  I’m always amazed and moved when people who I haven’t seen in years, message me or go out of their way to ask me in person how I’m doing.

I know I claim to be an advocate for Orthostatic Tremor.  Next week will truly give me an opportunity to take my words into action.  Myself and dozens of others will be in Omaha, Nebraska for clinical trials and or tests for OT.  I plan on not only writing about my experiences daily, but also to be listening to the people of  whom I have made connections with on Facebook and Twitter.  I hope there a chance for me to be a part of some sort of leadership in the western Pennsylvania, Ohio, West Virginia area.  I don’t know if it will happen, but I know I can’t do it alone.  I need help from OT suffers and quote unquote normal people.  I have received many requests to share what is happening in Omaha with those who can not make the trip. As I said I will certainly do that, but I want questions that you have as well.  To help be the voice of many, I must listen to voices of the few.

So don’t be afraid.  Write me, text me, tell me if I’m heading in the right direction.  Someone needs to really stand up and shout out to the masses about our struggle.  I’m not sure if it should be me, but I am eager to give it a shot.

Thank you for reading, commenting, and sharing our message.  As always may God bless you!


You never know

Not every post has to be paragraphs long, with tremendous insight.  I’m trying to help the Orthostatic Tremor community, with the help of God, by reaching one person at a time.  One conversation, one email, one text, one blog at a time.  You never know what can happen by opening yourself up, to let others in.

One thought, one heart, one smile, one kindness, and a lot faith….you never know.

God bless!!



Trust, with Orthostatic Tremor

Trust is a word that seems to get thrown around quite a bit.  “I don’t trust the way he’s looking at me.”  “I don’t know what it is, but I just don’t trust him.” We have trust issues with our family, with our friends, with the world around us. The older you get the more people you are exposed to, the more you have to decide who to trust or not.  Your boss, your coworkers, your doctor, your therapist, your lawyer, even your priest, minister, pastor, Rabbi, etc….

When you have a disease that is a rare as OT, trust becomes exponentially important.  First, your primary doctor has probably never heard of OT.  70-80% of Neurologists have never had a patient with OT.  The ones that have certainly had no idea of a cure or very little ability to help the symptoms. Because it’s so rare, very little if any research money goes towards OT. When my Neurologist, who actually has 3 patients with OT, goes to a conference and the only research group is one from Florida who tested magnetic therapy on a study group size of less than 25, which some of you were involved in, comes back from it and basically says you’re screwed!  There’s just no money to be made because of the limited sample sizes.  That’s one of the reasons I like and trust my Neurologist.  He gives me straight answers, is willing to try anything and work with anyone who may have information.  Me being a Pharmacist has led to some interesting combinations and dosages…none that have really worked significantly for the tremors.

So who do you trust?  Do you trust the population that really can’t tell you have a very debilitating disease unless they look very hard?  Do you trust employers who blow off your illness when a chair, stool or even something to lean on helps?  Do you trust insurance companies who again have most often never heard of the disease and really have to do some digging to find limited knowledge before they deny a claim? How about a legal system that works at a snail’s pace at sorting through all the “documents and research findings” for a “small” hourly rate?

So, who do you trust?  My answer in my very short (1 year), but seemingly lifetime of experience with OT is, I don’t know.  It’s very hard to trust anyone who can’t feel the effects of OT on your body or your mind.  No offense to anyone at any age, but when someone looks at me, a 41-year-old, 6 foot 3 inch man, in relatively good shape, they most often never give me a second look.  That is until they see me standing “still”, or leaning on a wall or grocery cart. I believe that even my family at times gets sick and tired of people asking me how I’m feeling.  My family is very supportive, but you know it happens to us all.

The bottom line is that I still have to use my gut feelings to sort out who I trust and pray and hope for better times.  The praying in the one pure thing I can trust, because it makes me feel better and I know it will always be there for me to lean on.  Let’s hope that those of us able to go to Nebraska later this year will come home with more trust and hope.

Thank you so much for reading, and for sharing my story.  I wish a great rest of the week for you, and as always God bless!!






What is wrong and what is right in this world.

If you turn on the TV, open a newspaper, turn on your laptop or smart phone, you’re bound to see all the negativity that the media, “fake” or not tries to shove down our throats.  Oh don’t get me wrong, every once in a while you get a feel good story about someone defying the odds and beating a terminal illness, or more likely a dog saving a deer from drowning.  Every day the same cycle, this side blasting that side and vice versa.  I for one am totally done with all of it.  These so-called elite 1 percenters that run everything need a dose of reality and morality.

I for one don’t care about Trump and the Russians.  I don’t care about this person or that person rigging an election that was 8 months ago.  I do care about people who have jobs, to do their jobs, whether they are the President of the United States or a person making minimum wage at Walmart.  I for one have been searching for a new job for months since my former employer terminated me because I was scared and devastated about a life long debilitating disease.  I’m not supposed to say that I’m sure.  Always finding a way to use my voice against me.

Let me tell you what I know is right with world.  I am certain that we live in an amazing time, with limitless possibilities.  This blog alone is read by hundreds of people all around the world.  I am so touched and moved by the support and encouragement that I receive on a regular basis.

People in general are good and nice and sincere.  Most just want to do what they have to do to support themselves or their families.  Why cant the elite who have the power to help everyone do that not just talk and debate over issues, but actually solve problems.  Our best and brightest, sure thing.  Same thing in big corporations, local government, and everything else where there is money involved.  Oh if I ever knew then what I now know, what changes I would make.  I’m not supposed to write this blog any more because maybe I just phrase something the wrong way or people take blurbs of it out of context.

I am an advocate for Orthostatic Tremor!!  I was put in this situation to rock the boat and gain awareness for a terrible disease that some wonderful people have the misfortune of having.  This is not for me, this is for all of us!  More money, more research and more people to give a damn about people in need.  We have a story to tell, and I will do my best to make sure it gets told.

Thank you for reading.  PLEASE share this, and as always God Bless!!



How many true friends do you have?  Someone who is not there to judge you, someone who will stick with you through the good and the bad?  As we in the States get ready to celebrate our Independence Day with our family and friends, I got to thinking about this topic.

I’m a fairly outgoing person.  I will talk to just about anyone.  I have a lot of people who I am friendly with, but I wouldn’t call them if I was really in trouble.  I’ve said before, having an illness opens your mind to many things that you really take for granted.  My father, whom not only is a fantastic Dad is also a great friend, always tells me that family is the only ones you can truly trust.  I get what he’s saying, but man I hope that’s not true.  I have a hand full of friends that I know would give me the shirt off their back if I was really in trouble.

It has a occurred to me recently that I haven’t been the greatest of friend in the same way.  I don’t stay in touch with people like I ought to.  I’m not the one to initiate a get together or even a phone call.  I have a tendency to isolate myself at times, not just with friends, but with family too.  It took me a long time and a lot of self-realization for me to figure out that not just me, but all of us need support to get through life, illness or not.  Life is hard!  Man is it hard!  But, the more people you let in, the easier it can become.

I plan on making a very concerted effort to reach out to the close friends I have and the ones that I have let slip away.  I challenge you to do the same this holiday and moving forward.  Our creator meant for us to be together and live life free and with joy.  That’s a lot easier to do with more friends around us.

Have a great 4th of July.  Thank you for reading and sharing, and as always God bless!!