I don’t watch Dancing with the Stars often, but when I heard that tonight was Disney night, I couldn’t resist. And I was not disappointed. I grew up dancing. It was always one of the biggest parts of my life,
There’s a 15 minute window of time after most of my workouts where my hand isn’t itching to touch my lip, where my muscles aren’t tensing in odd places, and where I don’t feel the need to squeak. It’s heavenly.
Everyone remembers that kid in class who made weird noises to annoy the teacher. “And now we’re going to review the Pythagorean Theorem…” “Beedew, beedew, beedew!” *Annoyed look at Johnny* “…which we learned about last week.” *Thump, thump, thump* “Johnny, that
In light of all the recent research done on Tourette Syndrome, I was surprised when I found very little information why people with Tourettes have so much extra energy. Anyone who knows me well knows I don’t sit still well.
When people learn about my Tourettes and ask me what tics I have, I often have to take a minute and think. You’d think I’d know them immediately, as I’m ticcing constantly, but the fact is that besides my one or two
Tourette Syndrome is a two-sided coin. One side is that of the individual with the disorder, the point of view from which he sees the world. Then there’s the other side, the perspective of all those who are close to
Sometimes, I feel like my body makes a game out of my Tourette’s. It’s a game I must play whether I like it or not. When my brothers and I were little, my youngest brother hated to play by himself. Rarely
I’ve been so sick lately that it felt amazing to finally get back into the gym last night. Since I’ve started to feel better, though, I’ve felt my tics coming back, and they’ve been a bit worse than usual. Jumping on that rowing machine was like a
Telling someone you’ve got Tourette’s Syndrome is like busting open a pinata. (Well, a pinata filled with candy, worms, corn bread, and last week’s mystery lunch meat from the cafeteria.) You never know what reaction you’re going to get. As I’ve
My seventh year of life was one of my favorite years. (I told my mom I wasn’t going to turn eight because I liked seven so much.) Seven was also one of the hardest years of my life, however, as it was the