Cassandra Disque | March 31, 2004
I am so fucking tired. Some ancient proverb or something preaches about how life is really about perspective. My perspective since I set foot back on the east coast is pretty much that of one of a boxer cornered in the ring, gloved hands covering her face as she is now too stunned by the [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 29, 2004
Will and I were supposed to be on the road by three last Friday, but one of my bosses called a little after one and sent me back to Anacostia, camera in hand, to take more pictures of boarded up crack houses. When you are not legally working, there is no one you can complain [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 17, 2004
I’m finally waking up out of a month long nightmare. After spending four more days bed bound and literally sweating the sickness out of my system, yesterday I finally managed to make it through the day without feeling like I wanted to slaughter someone, namely myself, in a menstrual blood bath of terror. Let the [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 12, 2004
Further on the forms: Reduced Retirement Benefits Because of your age, you are also eligible to apply for Social Security Retirement Benefits. You may wish to do so while your application for disability benefits is being processed. Disability applications take longer to process than other types of Social Security claims (about 90 to 120 days). [...]
Cassandra Disque | March 10, 2004
After another day from hell, 25 mgs of Tramadol, 15 mgs of Ambien, 25 mgs of Topamax, and I’m fading fast into the forty degree weather where I will sleep with the shrinking heating pad that reaks of sex which is not mine. I haven’t been interested in sex, music, or socializing since I left [...]
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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