So this past week I ran away. I went to San Diego with a few friends for a conference. It was great. I learned a lot and did a lot of healing. The conference was huge, there were thousands of people there. There was often a lot of excitement and cheering, and of course Paula wanted to be a part of it all. In between cheers and shouting, there was inspirational training. Every once in a while, Paula decided to show up. It was entertaining to hear the cheers and claps that followed. Apparently Paula had inspired a little more noise than there would have been.

What was ironic was the rest of the time that I was there, if we weren't in a large group of people being inspired and celebrating, no one paid any attention to Paula. She got almost NO reaction the entire week! The only other time she got any attention was during the smaller group training. There was a panel of four that were answering questions, and oh it threw them off! They all stopped talking and were looking around. They were even asking if I was ok when they saw me laughing my head off! I let them know it was just Tourette's, "highlight of my life, but I'm good" and for them to keep going. It was cool how many people around me turned to give me high fives and pat me on the shoulder. It was a great group of people and a great week. Paula enjoyed it almost as much as I did!

Paula Goes to the Movies

The other night, I went to the movies. I went with my friend Traci. Her work had rented out the entire theater, and it was full. Traci and I were on the back row. During the previews, I guess Paula got a little excited for the movie. She got nice and loud and pretty much every head in the theater turned. She has a great range. There was a lot of laughing and a few questions of, "What the hell was that?!?"

What I found entertaining was how long it lasted. The next preview had begun, there was still laughter and swiveling heads in every direction. Paula watched the movie very intently and didn't make another appearance, which was unfortunate.

The people directly surrounding us were all friends of Traci's. Once we had caught our breath from laughing, they were still wide eyed looking at me, so this small few got an explanation. It was short considering the movie was starting, but sufficient to stop the staring. More an more people have heard about Tourette's, so I don't have to explain it as often, but I do still get a lot of questions, which I love.Sadly, the movies don't facilitate a conversation. Good thing there will be more opportunities in the future!

Paula is (not usually) Submissive

Paula is not often put in her place. She tends to be very sassy, and you know when she has an opinion. Just ask my fiancee, she yells at him all the time, often just because. I'm not even sure what he did wrong, but oh Paula sure thought so! Paula likes to have the last word, too.

I have only ONCE ever seen Paula put in her place and become submissive. It was dark out and I was driving with my friend, Traci down a winding road in the mountains. We were on the lookout for deer. Car accidents tend to not be awesome, and we would rather not hit one. Paula decided to speak up about one thing or another. There wasn't much of a conversation going, so it was hard to tell what she was trying to say. Traci turned and said, "SHHH!! Paula, not now, we are watching for deer!"

Rather quickly, Paula uttered a very submissive noise that sounded an awful lot like, "OK." She was quiet the rest of the drive. Paula may not be very submissive, but I guess she understands when life is on the line! Or would have been, had we seen any deer. As sassy as she is, I guess she has her priorities straight!

Testing, Testing, 1-2-3!

I don't think I ever realized just how lucky I was to have Paula show up later in life, rather than at a young age. I don't think I ever realized just how much of a pain required paperwork can be. It wasn't relevant in elementary school, middle school or even high school for me. College made it a breeze at the testing center. But trying to take a test when I am no longer in college? Pain. In. The. Rear.

I hate paperwork. It is a one big reason I didn't finish my degree in Social Work! Even worse than paperwork is the idea of sitting in a room full or nervous people who would not appreciate any kind of distraction and I am unable to explain away all the dirty looks. Had that once before. Not willing to do that again. It gave me so much anxiety the first time that I up and left the test unfinished. I don't get that kind of anxiety often and that alone is a bad enough experience!

In order to take this test, I have to fill out a form and fax it in. Then I wait 4 days to make a phone call, where they tell me right off the bat I have to leave a voicemail, and someone will call me back within 48 hrs. It took them about a week to even send me that information in the first place! Awesome. It's hard enough to take this test, does it really have to be so difficult? Which is why I am now writing this article, rather than getting the paperwork taken care of and studying my eyes out. I am in serious need of some encouragement. Anyone else have a nightmare trying to accomplish some kind of test or project? Remind me it's worth it!

Noisy Time- Helpful Paula

I thought this was rather awesome considering I had just shared a post on Facebook about a post from a while back about Quiet Time. Today Paula did a 180. It makes for a great follow up story.

Today in Sunday School, the teacher asked us to do an activity. As there usually is during an activity, the class got rather loud as they discussed ideas and opinions. The teacher then called for 30 more seconds to finish up their ideas and we would come together to discuss and share insights. She started to collect the cards we had been asked to write on, and was getting ready to attempt to quiet the masses. Not an easy task when people tend to get along the way they do in our ward. Don't you worry, Paula decided to step in and help. She is a very helpful, after all. She likes to pitch in when she can. So Paula spoke up loud and clear, and the noise level dropped in confusion as to where the noise came from and what it was. I saw a few confused looks, which have a tendency to make me giggle. I can only imagine the thoughts running through their minds as they hear this loud, unexpected noise then watch this girl start laughing in the silence. I'm not crazy, I promise. At least, not entirely. Paula did make it a lot easier for attention to turn back to the teacher though!

Introducing Paula

In my off stage of writing, I have taken to calling my TS Paula. This name is courtesy of my dear friend Charli. In the past few years, I have seen such a distinct personality, she really deserves her own name. The more time passes, the more personality I see. I have always been a shy and quiet person, but the more Paula progresses, the more I get pushed into being the center of attention. Paula can capture the attention of an entire room in a moment, and I am left with everyone's eyes on me. Paula has brought me out of my shell with her outgoing and vibrant personality. She loves to be acknowledged.

For example, at work the other day. I have recently started a new job. One of my new co-workers happens to be named Paula. That was weird, I don't run into many people with that name, which is part of the reason I liked the name so much. At this new job, in order to keep everyone from going on break at the same time, we write our names on a white board so we know who is on break. Sometimes we forget to erase our names when we come back from break. Co-worker Paula had not erased her name as I was getting ready to go to break. I asked if she was back so I could erase her name. She told me to go ahead and erase it. As I did, my Paula decided to chirp in. Co-worker Paula clarified, "I guess she wasn't ok with you erasing her name." I guess my Paula wanted to go on break as well. I will continue to post more facets of Paula's personality (the TS Paula, not my co-worker, as awesome as she is!) with various stories. I love my TS!

Trust

My tics change periodically. I have spoken about this before. Occasionally I have a tic that sounds like I just got the wind knocked out of me. It sounds, even to me, like something is wrong. I would be worried if I heard that noise coming from someone close to me. I know that nothing is wrong, I can tell it is just a tic. I have not done this particular tic in front of anyone else (that I recall anyways) so I don't know how anyone is going to react when it gets heard. I can imagine it scaring someone, especially if they cared about me.

I have never been very good at this little thing called trust. I once went through a phase trying to improve my ability to trust, because it is something really hard for me to do. Now I kind of feel like I am on the other end of that, and I am learning a lot about trust from a different angle. It's kind of funny considering it hasn't happened in front of other people yet! I am realizing just how much one small noise can affect someone. I don't think I realized how much my noises could affect others, just because they can sound like something scary. It would be scary to hear someone get the wind knocked out of them, especially if you don't see what happened or know what is going on. Especially strangers. They have no idea what is going on, even on the smaller (or bigger) noises that don't sound like anything scary. Sometimes looking at what might happen scares me just as much as the noise might scare the other person. TS levels the playing field in a sense I guess. I am slowly becoming the creepiest person I know, and I can't help it.