You are sitting in church at 11:30, Sunday morning, and the pastor is about half way through his/her sermon when the unmistakable sounds (bbbrrruuuuuuppp ggguuurrrggglle guurrrggllllee brrruuupppp) of a gurgling gut 'chyme' in to add a bit of humor to the otherwise serious message. Unsure of whether it was your stomach or your neighbor's, you are not quite ready to accept the guilty plea, so you toss one of those accusing glances in your neighbor's direction, only to find your neighbor doing the same thing in your direction. Then comes the second wave, a bit louder than the first, and you catch the wife of a young married couple elbow-nudging her new hubby while emmitting a little snicker-giggle. Relieved that it wasn't you, and wondering what it was that she gave him for breakfast you note how cute the young couple are together, as you settle in for the last 15 minutes.

Question...when was the last time you heard your stomach gurgle? Has the frequency of it changed since your encounter with Parkinson's?

michael b.