I am responding from the patient's point of view. I was diagnosed with PD nine years ago. For a while, it wasn't bad, but now it has begun to progress more rapidly. I can only tell you that the support my husband gives to me is the most precious thing in my life. He is very patient, he encourages me to converse with him, and does what he can to make my life more interesting. He encourages me to do things that I don't think I can handle. For instance, we laughed together as he tried to help me take up crocheting again. Knitting I couldn't handle, but by learning to hold the crochet hook another way, and taking it very slow, I did manage to make my granddaughter a scarf. I need a cane now to walk, and he bought me one that is beautiful and gets comments from strangers every time we go out. It is all of these little things that mean so much. Just try hard not to let him know how worried you are, and do what you can to keep things upbeat. It's hard, I know, but remember GOD'S WILL WILL NOT TAKE YOU ANYWHERE THAT GOD'S GRACE WON'T PROTECT YOU.