My Dad's been diagnosed with Parkinson's and has had stomach problems since beginning the medication regimen. I handle all his needs. Besides going to the doctors and store, he sleeps all day and eats the wrong stuff. I try to suggest other food and he buys it but it sits in his freezer. He comes to my house 1-2 times a week at which time I'm certain he eats good. He takes anti depressants, so do I...yet, he tends to bring me down and I feel bad that I feel that way at times. I guess I actually feel brought down because I'm helpless....it's all in the doctor's and God's hands. During this, I'm grieving for my cousin who died last year and my family seems to have been torn apart because of her death. I don't think I'll ever get over it. I still have times where I bawl my head off and that's usually the times where she could help make me feel better about life's little happenings. I Thank God for my husband and am spending the weekend with my Grandma but feel I have been shunned by the rest of the family for some reason. Maybe beause we were so close.....Oh, Rida, my cousin, is on my Mom's side of the family. My Dad only has my brother and I and my brother's in another state so it's me. It's a hard job, goes unnoticed and is not given the respect it should. I love my Dad, only want to do the best for him and know more about this disease if possible.