Last night, I sat around a table of old friends and new aquaintances eating a casual meal and tasting some wines. For some reason the topic of nicknames came up. The name Squirrel-tooth Alice popped into my head. Squirrel-tooth Alice was the Madam of a bordello in post Civil War Montana. I shared this descriptive nickname with my dinner-mates. The name had barely crossed my lips when the laughter started. Once giggling commenced, tears of laughter followed. And followed and followed and followed.
This uncontrollable laughter struck me once before. It’s been a long time, but that time I also wet my pants. I know, too much information! But, my speech therapist witnessed the episode and explained PBA to me. Believe it or not, this is a medically recognized syndrome. It is also manifested in uncontrollable crying. I’m lucky my symptom is laughter