Cassandra Disque | April 27, 2004
According to Investor’s Business Daily, U.S. intelligence officials may soon begin actively tracking blogs. I encourage everyone to go Anonymous. I don’t work for them, and I don’t have a referer ID — I just think that these days, most of us are better off doing it for a number of reasons. Tell me your [...]
Cassandra Disque | April 16, 2004
This is my rage, controlled. No, really. If it were not controlled, you would have heard on the news by now about several violent assaults on doctors in this area. But it hasn’t happened. And it won’t, because I like to think I’m above that. But I really think that it should. This is my [...]
Cassandra Disque | April 12, 2004
Fallen idols on the ground, all around me, fragments of a childhood where I claimed I could look up to no one because my platform shoes made me taller than the rest. Kohl setting into my wrinkles, my glitter long since faded, my wigs still tangled up in my past. Buy a new story from [...]
Cassandra Disque | April 11, 2004
I’m trying to find a listing online and suddenly one word, all in caps, jumps out at me from the page, THERAPISTS, except for the first few seconds my mind interpreted it to read “THE RAPISTS.” That would be a great metal band name, I think. They could even title their first album “We’re here [...]
Cassandra Disque | April 8, 2004
This was taken yesterday afternoon for work. I have had assignments that range from crack houses to mini-mansions, but this one takes the cake in terms of weirdness or interest. It’s April, mind you, and that house still has a Christmas tree in the window. All the windows are blocked off with different coverings on [...]
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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