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About C. M. Condo

I am a late-diagnosed, high-functioning autistic living with chronic pain. I started this blog in March of 2014 as a way to try to process what was happening to me. It is my hope that by sharing it with you, we can both gain something, or at least learn something, from my experience.

peach-pink

Posted on January 30, 2017 by C. M. Condo

“You know it’s dangerous for someone like you to take opiod medications.” My head was in my hands as I rocked back and forth in the chair across from the neurologist. “I know, I know…” I moaned, “…but I just can’t … Continue reading →

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again

Posted on January 29, 2017 by C. M. Condo

Last night I did not sleep. The pins and needles and burning in my hands are now unchanged by any sleeping position I can discover. I tried taking nearly every medication in my night stand – insomnia, nerve pain, muscle … Continue reading →

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not so small

Posted on January 22, 2017 by C. M. Condo

“Trace the exact path of your pain for me.” I sit on a padded exam table facing the neurologist, having passed the slew of tests to determine if the pain and numbness in my hands is due to something in … Continue reading →

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here

Posted on January 15, 2017 by C. M. Condo

The pain is still here. It is a different kind of pain, responsible to different nerves, reducible by certain shoulder positions, exacerbated by many more others. It is accompanied by numbness in my fingers and concomitant tingling followed on its … Continue reading →

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Book One

Posted on January 13, 2017 by C. M. Condo

This marks the end of Book One and the beginning of Book Two.  To read Book One in its entirety from the beginning, click here.

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dare I think

Posted on February 2, 2016 by C. M. Condo

Hey TGA, why haven’t you posted about your pain lately? Indeed, why haven’t I? It’s not like I don’t still have it. But it’s crossed a line, now, into that previously elusive territory known as “manageable.” Of course, I’m wary of … Continue reading →

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scars

Posted on January 20, 2016 by C. M. Condo

They don’t match. That was my first thought as I sat on the edge of MS Ape’s bathroom sink, my back to my reflection, peering into a make-up mirror to compare the barely-knitted slices on my left scapula to the … Continue reading →

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shelfless

Posted on January 13, 2016 by C. M. Condo

Last week I was so, so angry. I couldn’t stop thinking about all of the people who have taken advantage of me throughout my life, most of them men, and how my autism made me such an easy mark, and … Continue reading →

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surgereve

Posted on December 29, 2015 by C. M. Condo

Despite still being exhausted after the most challenging semester of school of my entire life, which now encompasses a full ten years total of post-secondary education, the day before my second surgery I was buzzing around like a four-year-old on … Continue reading →

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return of the ape

Posted on December 22, 2015 by C. M. Condo

I am sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at my newly-framed, 2015 diploma.  It was a gift from Momma and Poppa Ape, getting it mounted; they kept meaning to get it back to me but we always forgot when I … Continue reading →

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