Archive for the 'Fuckbrain' Category
Pass the Mayo.
Thursday, July 26th, 2007Just went to the neuro.
Goin’ to Mayo clinic.
‘Bout fuckin’ time.
Happy Thursday, babies.
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Tuesday, July 10th, 2007Why do I continue to go to hospital after hospital for test after motherfucking test when I have already HAD all of these tests?
Hey, Doctors: I am not a laboratory rat. Leave me alone.
I have glue in my hair and I am crabby. I am going to eat a peanut butter sandwich and then go […]
EMGod Damn, That Stings.
Thursday, July 5th, 2007Just had a particularly painful EMG in my right leg and foot and my back.
I still hold fast to the belief that doctors and technicians really enjoy shocking patients with electrodes and sticking them with long, electrically charged needles.
I guess I probably would get some sort of cathartic thrill out of it, too, now that […]
Neue Neuro.
Friday, June 29th, 2007So I went to the new Big Shit neuro today and was pleasantly surprised to find him very affable, willing to listen to my litany of complaints and questions, pleased to take on my three-inch thick file of medical history and test results, and also just plain interested to find out what the hell is […]
Spring Cometh Not and Hatred of the Body.
Wednesday, April 11th, 2007It snowed last night.
I would officially like to register a complaint with the universe regarding the lunacy of Chicago weather.
In other news, I have been again hitting the floor with frightening regularity but have not bothered to go and see the cardiologist due to both my fear of a pacemaker and my acceptance of the […]
Um Yeah, Second Opinion Time.
Tuesday, March 20th, 2007So I went to the endocrinologist yesterday and spent a hefty two hours in his office answering questions and having my blood pressure repeatedly monitored.
I was sort of thrilled, actually. Finally a doctor that appeared to give half a crap and actually spent some time talking to his patients! Had someone slipped me […]
I Am Very Holy On This Sunday Afternoon.
Sunday, March 18th, 2007I passed out and cracked my eye on the coffee table, so now I have a lovely purple-and blue goose egg on my face and look like a Lifetime movie bitch.
“He didn’t mean it! He was aiming for the children and missed! He was drinking wood grain alcohol! He just loves me […]
The Pharmaceutical Industry Can Bite Me.
Thursday, March 15th, 2007I have reason to believe that the one Heartfuck medication that has actually been effective is aggravating my Fuckbrain, giving me daily migraines and terribly blurred vision and wearing me right the hell out, even though I should by all rights be sort of amped-up and hyper. These pills are like speed, but I […]
Classic Trance - Smokin’ Dope.
Friday, March 9th, 2007This a repeat from about four-five years ago and was also featured in the chapbook. It was moderately edited since publication for another project. Enjoy.
I scored some weed.
I suppose I should phrase that differently: “Duuuude, I totally scored some weed, maaaaan.”
I have a brain disease. I’ve been told that the whacky […]
Fighting For My Right to Be Bitchy.
Sunday, February 18th, 2007I don’t feel that I’m a bitch, or surly, or overly possessive of a Shitty Sick Person attitude.
I try to keep it together most of the time, because isn’t that what we sick folk are expected to do?
If you’re chronically ill, you’re supposed to be graceful about it. You’re supposed to accept it […]
