Cassandra Disque | December 30, 2003
There are so many thoughts in my head right now that I barely know where to start. From the beginning does not suffice because there was no beginning. There is always pre-history. Information to be had to explain the story. The reason behind why you cannot sleep at night even when you know everything is [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 30, 2003
For those of you to whom I owe phone calls, e-mails, visits in New York, etc.: I apologize. For the past five days I’ve been in bed, literally sleeping 18 hours a day, with bronchitis and possibly strep throat (culture results come back in two days). Haven’t gone to New York. May not. Hurts to [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 22, 2003
Earlier tonight on our local DC area PBS, Happy Holidays in Pittsburgh was showing. Well, fucking a. This was not good timing. I really wanted to watch it as it epitomized everything I love and hate about the city, and when they reached the segment about holiday food shopping in the Strip District, I burst [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 17, 2003
After today I’m as disgusted with lawyers as I am with doctors. There apparently is NO way out of the rabbit hole, Alice. Learn to play nicely with the Mad Hatter and stop taking those damn pills which make things disproportionate. Tomorrow I have three doctors appointments, work, an appointment with a lawyer, and a [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 9, 2003
I just flunked the sleep evaluation test. Two hours, not a sign of sleep, so they sent me home. I’m supposed to try again god knows when, because first I have to get my health insurance to approve it, which takes days — sometimes weeks — and then they have to find an available night, [...]
Since 1996, my life has been a long journey of visiting one doctor after another. I look more or less fine, but I'm not. My daily pill count is like playing the dozens with a hospice patient. One doctor will say I'm doomed, and send me to another for treatment, but the treating doctor will find nothing within his or her area of practice that can be treated.
My life is better than a comedy, better than a drama. Anyone who has done this knows what I mean when I say that you have to not only know the rules, but also play the part in order to be allowed in the game. Most people find what we go through in the medical merry-go-round to be unbelievable, which is why I call it "The Drag of Gimp."
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