Cassandra Disque | February 25, 2005
I called in a few days ago and got my test results back from two weeks ago. I’ve been so busy I haven’t really given any thought to it, which I hope is how it continues to be. The results came back as moderate dysplasia, which is generally pre-cancerous. Sometimes it takes as long as [...]
Cassandra Disque | February 18, 2005
1:30 am Washington, DC // 5:30pm Brisbane February 18, 2005 Spring Hill Gardens apartments Spring Hill, Brisbane, Queensland, Australia Dear Everyone! Good morning and hello from paradise! I am so tired from the past four days of traveling that I fear this may not be entirely coherent, but I shall do my best. Right now [...]
Cassandra Disque | February 10, 2005
As per usual, I’m much better at taking care of other people’s problems than my own. I should be a counselor; my life is a disaster, which makes me seemingly perfectly suited to fix everyone else’s bullshit. Why do we operate like this? What the hell? I work damn well under pressure, and that’s the [...]
Cassandra Disque | February 9, 2005
Which is harder to do: breaking up or growing up?
Cassandra Disque | February 9, 2005
You know what’s going to be really funny? If the biopsy tomorrow turns out positive for cervical cancer which has already spread to my lymph nodes, which would explain the acute pain I have felt in my left side along the lower end of my pelvic bone for years. After all the tests and all [...]
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."
|
