Cassandra Disque | June 5, 2010
I don’t know how to start this. It’s so rare for me to write, let alone feel compelled to write about feeling good. My hypergraphia has usually always been the result of anguish, fear, or mania, yet here I am with my brain telling me I must write, specifically about this. Not for posterity, and [...]
Cassandra Disque | February 15, 2010
Since I was 13, I’ve been dealing with “knowing who my real friends are” every time I’ve become longterm sick (1-2x/yr for 15 years). I have since come to the conclusion that “real friends” either live with me, used to live with me, or know me so thoroughly as to not ask if I’m “feeling [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 22, 2009
Somehow, I managed to come of age thinking I fit a U.S. size nine shoe. In the past year, I’ve learned I actually fit a U.S. size eight on the left foot and size eight and half on the right foot (or is it the other way around?). That’s a literal fact as well as [...]
Cassandra Disque | December 7, 2009
Yeah, I lost my SSI today because Matt makes about $100 too much per month for me to qualify. Which means I no longer qualify for Medicaid or any of those other things… but it’s not like Medicaid was paying for anything, anyway. Shit, we fucking GOT MARRIED because Medicaid wouldn’t pay for the surgery [...]
Cassandra Disque | November 25, 2009
Am I the only person I know who just loathes Thanksgiving? Every year I want to get in a plane the week before, fly to another country, and not come back until the following week. And no, I wouldn’t have a “festive meal” or meet up with ex-pats while I was gone. If I ate [...]
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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