Everyone who’s ever met me knows I move about a lot! My motor tics (involuntary movements) are frequent, varied and for the most part very obvious. You can’t miss my constant chest banging, erratic head movements, wiggly spine, and… read more
I’ve written about dreams quite a bit recently, and I wrote last month about a new Inclusive Technology Prize I’m helping to judge that’s looking for enabling innovations for disabled people. The other day these two things merged… read more
I had a very odd experience the other night when a dream and a ‘ticcing fit’ became intertwined. This has happened before but on this occasion it was particularly strange.
After the fit had finished I made a… read more
I woke up with a start yesterday morning after a strange dream.
I’ve described before in this blog how I sometimes overreact to tiny frustrations, and what woke me was an overreaction, but this time it was entirely imaginary.
In… read more
In the early hours of this morning I woke with a start. I’d been dreaming I was in a house with Fat Sister. It was my house, although it wasn’t the castle. We were in the bathroom and she was… read more
Cushions are one of the crucial safety features for me at the castle, loads and loads of them, including some shaped like biscuits and some like clouds.
I had a long “ticcing fit” in the early hours of the… read more
I’ve been enjoying something of a dip in the regularity and severity of my ‘ticcing fits’ in the last couple of weeks and one benefit has been a welcome increase in the number of uninterrupted nights sleep I’ve had.… read more
I woke up to a ‘ticcing fit’ at 4.00am yesterday morning, and for several hours afterwards I struggled to get back to sleep. But I was still awake when the birds started chirping, and inevitably, my tics had something… read more
This morning I woke from a vivid dream feeling foolish for taking a silly risk. It took me a moment to realise I’d been dreaming and that I wasn’t about to get told off by my friends for dangerous decision-making.… read more
It’s Saturday morning (although only just). I’m lying awake a little after midnight and I’m surrounded by much more noise than normal. There’s rain relentlessly beating down outside and I can hear the high-pitched squeal of water sloshing over gutters.… read more