Cassandra Disque | August 26, 2007
After spending nine hours down at the bars, seven of which was working, I realized that I have changed a hell of a lot in the past two years. In terms of personality, I’m far more out going, for example. In fact, I feel like I’ve done a 180 from the diagnosed social phobic I [...]
Cassandra Disque | August 14, 2007
00:00-1:45 Working on finishing my psychology class. Had previously finished three assignments. The class ends at midnight tonight (23:59). By 1:45, had completed six assignments, one exam, and three massive posts to the class discussion board to prove that though I am cramming, late, and have been absentee for four weeks, I Really Get This [...]
Cassandra Disque | August 7, 2007
It’s not just August ennui. It’s a full-on relapse/episode of M.E., probably brought on by the stress of three dying family members, a newly moved in boyfriend who has newly lost his job, both the boyfriend and I trying to work full time at the bar to bring in money; and a cold that’s been [...]
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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