>I’ve had a pretty bland few days, a few hours of training at work, and a canceled date. It amazes me how I was thinking I’d have a ton to write about when I started this blog, and now I’m looking at the screen and wondering how I’m going to fill it. As a good beginning I’m going to tell the story of my Diagnosis.

In the beginning there was the Ginnungagap… that might be a bit far back in time. Let’s start with my first memory relating to Tics. When I was a little kid, maybe between 5 and 7 and starting school, Mom or a teacher, I have no clue who noticed that I was showing sign’s of ADD. I went to alot of doctors, and eventually was put on medication for it. I remember that Ritalin was not an option because dad had some kind of Tic disorder as a kid, but grew out of it. So I was a medicated ADD kid like gillions of them out there, but I also had tics, I didn’t know they were tics, and would suppress them when mom told me cut it out, since they were ALL simple vocal(grunting, gasping, ect.) it was just assumed that I was being ADD and annoying. The tic’s I remember were grunting like a piggy, and gasping all the time. With no explanation and fairly low impact Tic’s it was never pursued beyond that.

When I was about 13 or so my brother was having issue with allergies he would sniffle all of the time. At the time this was his problem and not mine. After several months of seeing specialists, one of them referred him to a psychologist to be tested for Tourettes. That Doctor was William McMahon, who was doing a study on TS, and asked my brother and family to join and participate. As a result of this both my father and I were also diagnosed.

This wasn’t a huge change in my life, but it was significant. For the first time ever I had a name for why I was making these funny noises. I also learned what there was such a thing as motor tics, and promptly swapped out a few of my more obnoxious tics for a head flipping one. The whole thing was more understandable though, and it was confront-able, and cope-able. My uncle didn’t think that I forgot to breathe when I was angry and started Ticin’ I could tell the asshole who was picking on me what I had, and in my own personal bit of revenge I could cuss them out without consequence. I don’t have the cussing thing, I can’t spell it even well enough to look it up, and don’t have a book handy, but I was willing to use it to my advantage. Having a name for what was up made managing it something I could do much more easily.

Next week: Either an analysis of the “Melora” problem, or maybe my experience in with meds, or something entirely different.

  2 Responses to “>Diagnosis, how it changed things?”

  1. >I also have TS and I agree with a number of your comments about not letting your life be ruled by TS and coping with it, however I disagree with using TS as an excuse to swear. Coprolalia (‘that cussing thing’)is already poorly understood without it being used as an excuse by someone who actually has TS. It can be very distressing to those who do have it.

    On a more positive note, I think that it is good for people who have TS to share how they feel so other people can understand.

    A good website that I have found is http://tourettesyndromenowwhat.yuku.com/

    I hope you manage to keep it up

  2. >K,

    I was a teenager when I did that, and yeah it probably was a bad way to go about it when I was a kid. But it's part of the story, and when the truth and a good story coincide it's a good thing, even if the story is a bad example

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