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| JJ Hart. |
Just a short post this morning since I was out and about with my wife Liz to medical appointments and more.
This morning, I got up early to go with my wife Liz to her
doctor’s office appointment. Per norm, I did not expect much interaction with
the public since we were going at such an early hour. So, I could keep my
feminine prep to a minimum.
I kept my prep to a close shave and brushed my hair along
with leggings and sweatshirt top and I was ready to go. With my rain boots along
with the wrap my daughter got me for my birthday to keep the cold wet away. As
Liz went to the receptionist at the hospital to be checked in, I grabbed a
nearby seat to sit and wait, and the receptionist very much ignored me one way
or another. I was off to a good start as all of the other people who followed
us into the large waiting room were off in their own world and ignored me also.
As I was playing on my phone as I waited for Liz, I began to
think about how far that I have come over the years when it comes to being
accepted as me, as my true self. I used to obsess on my appearance when I went out
and about at all, until I noticed I was the only woman doing it. Gender
acceptance was as important to me then but was still somehow different. These
days, my acceptance level seems to be at an all time high which is great for my
continued confidence as a transgender woman. I will certainly need all that I can get when
Liz and I take off again for another extended vacation south from Ohio in the
latter part of January. As always, my paranoia stems from using the women’s
room in the states we travel through which frown on it.
Through it all, I keep telling myself this is the fourth or
fifth tour we have been on, and I have never had any restroom problems, so why
start now.
Other than that, we don’t have much going on except I have a
mammogram in February. It is hard to
believe the winter will have moved on so quickly from me. Especially at my age, it is sad to see life moving by so fast.
Back to the present, to reward Liz for getting her flu and pneumonia
shots, we went through our favorite coffee shop, drive through for warm coffee drinks
and a light breakfast sandwich and the girl at the drive through window said, “you
girls have a nice day.” With that comment,
she made sure I did.
No matter how long I live my dream of being a transfeminine
person, reinforcement from a stranger is always great acceptance and more.
