Sleeping

Light Springs Forward

Yesterday morning I woke up after a much-needed sleep. It was 10am and I was really impressed that I’d slept so late, something I never normally do. The sun was pouring through a crack in my blind and my tics … read more

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The Walls Are Rolling

I’m in the process of learning lines for a new project. In my usual way I’ve written them out on big sheets of paper and stuck them round the walls in the castle.

There’s one such sheet above my bed … read more

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Late Night Time Travel

The last few nights have felt a bit like time-travel for me, but it’s a sort of time-travel that I’m not particularly excited about.

Until four years ago I used to tic in my sleep. According to Fat Sister … read more

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Hitting the Wall

Yesterday evening I hit the wall – a physical wall and a wall of tiredness.

It’d been a busy day and by 11pm I felt my body giving up. I moved from feeling fine to being overtaken by the discomfort … read more

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Waving Calves

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

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The Rubbish Idea Dream

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 in a … read more

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End of the World, End of a Dream, Start of a Fit.

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

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Over Reacting Dream

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

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Falling Awake

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

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Under a Cloud

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 … read more

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