It’s over two years since I first wrote about the strange tics that only emerge when I’m in pain. I described then how instead of saying ‘Ouch’ I’d tic “Mystery.” I had no explanation for this then and I… read more
Thursdays aren’t traditionally the most rock-and-roll day of the week but I’ve gone about this one like a true rock star.
This morning while Leftwing Idiot was getting my wheelchair out of the cab at work, a ‘ticcing fit’… read more
Leftwing Idiot hates it when I don’t plan ahead, and I’ve lost track of the number of times he’s told me, ‘Inefficiency is no one’s friend.’ For years he’s been trying to get me to be more organised about the… read more
Leftwing Idiot was providing my overnight care last night. He was quick to wake up and come to my aid when I was having a ‘ticcing fit’ in the middle of the night. Well, most of him was.
His… read more
Fat Sister and I were hanging out together yesterday afternoon. We’d planned to go to the park but because it had clouded over we went for lunch in Brixton instead. After we’d eaten we went shopping.
I was keen to… read more
Leftwing Idiot and I were reminiscing earlier about a ticced song I used to sing on the subject of sheepdogs. Neither of us could remember the words, and unusually nor could my tics. Fortunately I’d written them down in read more
The other night I had a ‘ticcing fit’ in the middle of the night. My muscles had gone very tense and my body was so locked up I couldn’t press my buzzer to raise the alarm.
Thankfully… read more
Today’s been a beautiful day. The sun was out, the air was warm and still, and it wasn’t hot or muggy. After a very productive morning and afternoon, my support worker Will and I set off to explore the nearby… read more
Last night Leftwing Idiot and I headed into town for a night of comedy at the Bloomsbury Theatre. Mixing Tourettes Syndrome and live performance can have unexpected and volatile results so I’m extremely careful in choosing what to go and… read more
Even if you’ve only read a tiny bit of this blog, you’ll almost certainly know that my tics have a strange obsession with animals. Tics come and go, but there are always a handful of creatures that stick around, and… read more