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Jett Superior laid this on you on || April 18, 2007 || 3:46 pm


Late last year, my second-born son was diagnosed with TS. Two sons, two different fathers, two separate sets of tic behaviors, one diagnosis, both rendered ‘officially’ at seven years of age. “You guys are, as parents of Touretters go, old hat at this. Pretty good at it, too, since I’ve only had to see Sam three times in the space of eight years. Like always, call me if you need me.” That’s what the Big Ole Fancypants Birmingham Neurologist said to us.

Yesterday afternoon I received notification that the same son was accepted into the district gifted program. In a hand-penned letter that came along with the packet, the point of contact that initially approached us about having him tested wrote, “Your son is amazing. In thirteen years of doing this, I’ve never met anyone quite like him.”

Dear Universe,

You are fucking crazy. CRAZY.


Jett Superior

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