Taxi Service and the Dox

Never a dull moment in my world (how much fun would that be?) Today I had to check in with my "medical team" endocrinologist on the results of my latest visit to the vampires. (Blood tests.) The result was after my cat -scan Thursday) he is scheduling me with a gastrologist. Hell, I don't even know how to spell it. Then, the Doc said "how you (me) doing?"  I said quite truthfully all of this new found attention was a bit un-concerting. In very unlike doctor language he said "Don't worry just go out and live every day." I thought quickly "easy for him to say" then again so right he is!!!

Then this afternoon, I was performing my medical taxi service for my "sinister in law" who recently lost her license. She is nearly 56 and ultra concerned about her image and tooooo concerned about mine. Which has resulted recently with me telling her "You are not the boss of me."

Anyhow, this afternoon I went in with her to her waiting room very butched in boy drag. I didn't think much about it until the receptionist was having a difficult time telling which one of us was "Melissa." What really got to "sis" though was when she (the receptionist) overlooked her and mentioned how much she liked the color of my hair. The very same color sis in law tried and miserably failed to copy. 

For once, I kept my "jabberer" shut and thanked the woman and thought "Ha Ha!"

So much for living every day Doc!!! Good advice!

Changing of the Transgender Guard

Hard to believe I'm into the 12th month of my HRT and how my gender fluid existence has changed.
Every now and then though I still have to "butch" it up and utilize my disappearing male self.
In the past week I have delivered items I have sold to buyers as Cyrsti's brother.  I'm well aware that more than a couple folks in the trans culture would find this less than acceptable.  Somehow I'm not really transgender but merely a glorified crossdresser. So let me put this disclaimer in- don't really care. It's a tool I can still use to make life just a bit easier.
Here's my point.
As I think back at all the years of torment I felt in my life over my "gender feelings", this is truly a changing of the guard. I still have what's left of a male person to still work for me when I need him. Now I have to worry how he is effecting me not how I was effecting him all those years. Is he going to say or doing anything crazy?
My son in law may have said it best on Thanksgiving, how long will I be able to keep this guy thing going? Obviously not long.  Sometime in late January I have another visit to the HRT hormone doc and if things go well I can step up all my dosages'
I the meantime I can look at the process this way. Perhaps you have heard the saying "paybacks are a bitch" well in this case "paybacks are a guy" and he owes it to me.

"Title of the Day"!

Internalized Transphobia: Butch Worship and the Misogyny of Femme Bashing.

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