Cassandra Disque | July 28, 2004
Hanging my head low seems like the best thing to do these days. Trying to stay out of trouble, stay out of sight from life in general because every time it notices I am still here it wallops me in the face with another motherload of stinking shit. I would complain but I am past [...]
Cassandra Disque | July 15, 2004
Well, this is just like old times. It’s Thursday night; I’m sitting home alone with the lights off and my face in front of the computer monitor. I have a bad case of anxiety I am trying to suppress by overeating and masturbating until my labs bleed. I hear the crickets and the summer cicadas [...]
Cassandra Disque | July 12, 2004
My last memory of my grandmother is of her sitting in her dressing gown in a raised hospital bed, snot oozing out from her nose underneath her oxygen mask. She had been bed bound for two months at that point and was entirely emaciated. Muscles were near the state of atrophy. Her once taught flesh [...]
Cassandra Disque | July 9, 2004
I’m getting ready to put together yet another “Help get my ass out of financial dire straits due to my piece of shit car” campaign again. Let’s roll back the clock, shall we? Because this is only funny in context. Early June 2003: I had been driving a 1989 Nissan Sentra for years. The car [...]
Cassandra Disque | July 7, 2004
It’s incredible to me the things that people will do for “beauty” and “health.” I never thought I would see the day where I would pay a complete stranger $80 to stick a long tube up my ass while I reclined on my back, butt over a molded plastic basin with a drain to catch [...]
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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