Sunshiny Day

Did you ever wake up with a song in your head. I did this morning. I knew it was gonna be a great day. The sun was out, the breeze was delightful and I am in paradise. The song by Johnny Nash goes like this:

I can see clearly now the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day

(In fact, I felt great this morning.  My Parkinson’s was quiet, my back was better and my usual obstacles were nowhere to be found. Sure enough, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky.)

I think I can make it now the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is that rainbow I’ve been praying for
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day

(My pain was gone!  My bright sunshiny day in Paradise was off to a great start.)

Look all around, there’s nothing but blue skies
Look straight ahead, there’s nothing but blue skies

I can see clearly now the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day
It’s gonna be a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day
Oh what a bright (bright)
Bright (bright) sunshiny day

Unfortunately, my bright sunshiny day, and mood, didn’t last long.  I usually am at my best when I’m in Mexico.  I used to walk 15,000 steps a day.  Today I felt so good I decided to walk to the market with Renee, Dale and Brian.  I barely got started and my back and hip flared with pain.  My legs felt like gel.

I rode the trolley over to the market; and, by the time I got there, my Parkinson’s kicked in to add insult to injury.  I was major bummed out.  So much for my bright shiny day.  The nice thing about being in Mexico with Renee is that tomorrow will be another sunshiny day.  The song will still be in my head and, with a lot of perseverance, I’ll fight the hopeless feeling that overwhelms me when my legs turn to gel or freeze (or both).

Don’t put off the happiness. I certainly won’t!

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