I haven’t listened to my old “Who’s Greatest Hits” CD for a long time, so I decided to play it while I type up this entry. Nearly the first thing I heard was, “Hope I die before I get old.” And I’m thinkin’: “Too late…I’m already old.” This despite the fact that I’m not even 50. But Parkinson’s Disease (PD) can sure make you feel old. Which scares me, because…what will it be like if/when I still have PD AND am actually old? Hopefully by then there will be something akin to a cure. I know there are “gene therapy” treatments that have reached the human testing phase. I really want to stay up on these things, so I signed up for a Parkinson’s Foundation webinar on the topic of gene therapy. Then I checked my calendar and realized that I’m planning on being in Dinosaur National Monument that day. I’m sure they’ll record the webinar and post it on their site, so I’ll be able to go back and watch it any time. But will I actually do it? Or will I continue wasting my time playing Cities: Skylines and reading web comics?

In other news: I’m a boy, I’m a boy, but my mom won’t admit it.

In real other news: I recently enrolled in MediCare, specifically a MediCare Advantage Plan (i.e., through an insurance provider) that includes prescription drug coverage. Under this plan, three of my meds have a zero-dollar co-payment. But the stuff that’s been ensuring I sleep at night is not exactly covered. I say “not exactly” because Mirtazapine is covered, but only up to 15 mg per day, and I’ve been taking 22.5 mg each day. So, I tried scaling back to 15 mg per day. That was three or four weeks ago and I’m happy to report that I’m still sleeping well. Until the last 3 days, that is. But hopefully the last few nights of less sleep are just due to me staying up too late. Which I’ll be doing more of now that football season is beginning, and I’m still living two time zones east of my alma mater.