Parki Buddies

Sardinia, September 2019

Nicole and i met in 2014 for the first time in Munich. She is the wife of one of my childhood friends. I was supposed to fly back to Berlin but the pilot cancelled the flight in order to watch the Football World Cup Finals that evening. And so i returned to the city from Munich airport and watched the match with her and Boris, my old friend. It was out of the question to watch it at the airport alone and wait for a midnight flight back home.

To be honest, her and i did not really fancy each other that much. Only until she contacted me from the hospital last year, when going through clinical tests, we sympathized. Her case is more complicated as she has another rare variation of Parkinson. We talked for hours on the phone, share same age, same symptoms and the same attitude towards medication and other related issues. We would , from then on, always stay in touch with the latest news on science research or simply share sarcastic jokes and laugh about our situation.

By chance, we happen to be on Sardinia at the same time and decided to spend a wonderful day together. I slept on the couch in her bungalow before heading back to Berlin next day and we really really enjoyed each other‘s company. It is so relaxing to find someone to talk about things you never ever dare to mention or make a fuzz about. We don‘t like to put anybody in an awkward situation just because we have an incurable deteriorating disease turning us into severely disabled sooner or later. She is so good in giving me advice in some things. And we watch each other moving , or better said , not moving because of that bloody stiffness. We swim, sun bath, eat ice cream and stuff each other with seafood for dinner, drink white wine and exchange dopamine experiences. Thank god nobody can listen to our table conversations. Very intense, respectful and caring moments later , we get home into bed and fall into deep sleep. Tomorrow is another day in paradise, as long as it lasts.

Happy Girls, Happy Life