it's official - i have tourette's

This morning, I sat numbly in the exam room of the neurology department as I was given a very blunt and casual diagnosis. The neurologist sat across from me and the student shadowing him was typing out the visit notes in the corner. He gave me different options for treatment and, not even an hour later, I was in the parking garage, ticket in my hand as I remained motionless in my car. That was it. Thirty minutes, in and out, just like that. This day has been a mixture of emotions. I'm glad I know now. I hate that I know now. Twenty years without a diagnosis. Fuck. There's apparently a clinical trial, but I haven't taken the antipsychotics required to be eligible for it. And antipsychotics are their own thing to add onto the pile of medication. Low blood pressure medications? Botox injections and potential complications/risks? CBIT even though I'm so much older than would have been most optimal? It's all so overwhelming. People want to support me but I'm not really sure how. They're…