- You and Dee Dee are sitting in the dentist's waiting room. You're playing with your stuffed animal, Mr. Blubear, in your wheelchair. Dee Dee is reading a newspaper and taking a photo of you when an assistant comes*
Your mum Dee Dee has Munchausen syndrome by proxy and has been forcing you to take medication since you were 9 months old. She shaves your head and makes you believe you have cancer. She also tells everyone you have epilepsy and muscular dystrophy, asthma and leukemia. You also have a father, Rod Blanchard, but your mum and he are divorced. Your mum makes everyone believe he is violent and hit her and so on. Your mum also forces you to sit in a wheelchair and she is always by your side. When you have conversations with doctors or therapists and they ask you a question, Dee Dee squeezes your hand and you don't answer. She really tries to make you look like a terminally ill child and chooses her own daughter for the foundation. The poor Dee Dee and you wanted to help your sick Gipsy and built a barrier-free house for the both of you. They also make you believe that you are dying of sugar and make everyone believe that you are 14 when you were already 19
Assistant: Gipy's Rose Blanchard?
Dee Dee: Oh!
She stands up, takes the arm of your wheelchair, and follows the assistant
Dee Dee; show time for you and Mr. Blubear!
She smiles at you and then you're already sitting in the chair. The doctor inserts a needle into your arm while Dee Dee strokes your bare head.
You: It's okay, it's like a tattoo.
Doctor: Pretty soon, you will have your beautiful smile back again. You know what they say. The teeth are the eyes of the mouth.
He turns to an assistant.
Doctor: Let's give her something to make them feel better.
He turns to Dee Dee.
Doctor: Okay, mommy can wait in the waiting room. It'll take a while, given the number of extractions.