This week is turning out to be a busy one.
Today (Monday) has turned out to be a rush day in order for Liz to get into one of her Doctor's early this afternoon. We will no more than turn around from her trip this morning into her office for her evaluation, then we will have to go back in the same area for her appointment. It was a rush job because she has been trying to get into her Doc for two weeks now. They just happened to have an opening this afternoon.
Tuesday is going to be very busy, I have three appointments at the Dayton, Ohio VA Medical Center. Which includes a support group meeting. I haven't been to this group for awhile due to having to drive back in extreme rush hour traffic. At least this time, I have been able to schedule all the appointments the same day. The other two appointments are with my therapist and the Doctor who prescribes my Bi-Polar meds.
While we are on the subject of meds, I finally did get a call from my endocrinologist nurse saying my Potassium level was back tn normal and she asked the strength of estradiol patches I was on. So maybe I am still in the running to have my dosage increased slightly.
Moving on to Wednesday, I have figured out what I am going to wear to my Grand-daughter's high school graduation. Because we still haven't purchased another car yet, I am going to rent on for the eighty mile trip (one way) to meet the rest of my daughter's family. Being the efficient person I am not, I still have to pick up a graduation card and a gift.
Once I get past the graduation, the rest of the week seems to be very mellow. Although, what we are doing Saturday is still undetermined.
Monday, May 20, 2019
Sunday, May 19, 2019
My Transgender Reality
First of all, I would like to thank Charlotte for her comment to a Cyrsti's Condo post from last May. The comment was why don't I just kill myself. The quick answer is I tried that once and happily I failed.
My reality these days revolves basically around my family. And, to a lesser extent the public's perception of me Examples include a forthcoming trip Wednesday to my grand-daughter's graduation. Then yesterday we went to a new deli we haven't been to before. Not much happened except one of the younger guys couldn't quite seemed to keep his eyes off of me. I can never tell if he was fascinated by me, or managed to figure out I was transgender.
As I have been told a couple times in my life, it isn't all about me. So, I try to keep that in mind too.
It's interesting too, since Liz has lost nearly 120 pounds, her reality has changed also. She has explained to me she still is a heavy over weight person in her mind and it is hard to shake. I am sure in the dark recesses of my mind, I will always be fearful of presenting as a guy in a dress.
Digging deeper, my latest paranoia revolves around an unanswered phone call I received from my endocrinologist. Now I am worried she is going to want to play around with my estradiol (estrogen)dosage. My reality is I have grown so used to the changes in my body, I don't want to go back. She, My Doc, has already decreased my "Spriro" which was prescribed to decrease my testosterone. She cut my dosage due to my potassium being too high.
One way or another, I will follow her advice.
Regardless of Charlotte's advice, I don't want to kill myself.
It's my reality!
My reality these days revolves basically around my family. And, to a lesser extent the public's perception of me Examples include a forthcoming trip Wednesday to my grand-daughter's graduation. Then yesterday we went to a new deli we haven't been to before. Not much happened except one of the younger guys couldn't quite seemed to keep his eyes off of me. I can never tell if he was fascinated by me, or managed to figure out I was transgender.
As I have been told a couple times in my life, it isn't all about me. So, I try to keep that in mind too.
It's interesting too, since Liz has lost nearly 120 pounds, her reality has changed also. She has explained to me she still is a heavy over weight person in her mind and it is hard to shake. I am sure in the dark recesses of my mind, I will always be fearful of presenting as a guy in a dress.
Digging deeper, my latest paranoia revolves around an unanswered phone call I received from my endocrinologist. Now I am worried she is going to want to play around with my estradiol (estrogen)dosage. My reality is I have grown so used to the changes in my body, I don't want to go back. She, My Doc, has already decreased my "Spriro" which was prescribed to decrease my testosterone. She cut my dosage due to my potassium being too high.
One way or another, I will follow her advice.
Regardless of Charlotte's advice, I don't want to kill myself.
It's my reality!
Saturday, May 18, 2019
New?
As you have all probably noticed, I am trying out new Blogger platforms for the Cyrsti's Condo blog.
As with anything new, it is a learning experience, so even I don't know what to expect. Also, I have been sharing some of my posts to a Word Press format too.
I just felt everything was getting a little stale on the blogging front.
As with anything new, it is a learning experience, so even I don't know what to expect. Also, I have been sharing some of my posts to a Word Press format too.
I just felt everything was getting a little stale on the blogging front.
Friday, May 17, 2019
Vampires
I guess I didn't go into the specifics enough when I wrote a couple days ago here in Cyrsti's Condo about my latest trip to the Dayton, Ohio Veteran's Administration Medical Center. Callie wrote in and commented:
"I'm glad all is well Cyrsti. I'm in Dayton as I write this and it appears to be a pretty conservative community. It sounds like you were treated well however. Sorry you had to go for a second pint. I suppose you just can't go to the local pub to get it replaced :)"
I was lucky Callie and only had three vials of blood drawn for my laboratory tests. Had I had two pints taken, I may have had to find the nearest pub! :)
As far as Dayton being conservative, the town has come a long way in it's acceptance of the LGBTQ community. In fact, both Dayton and Toledo, Ohio were recently named as LGBTQ friendly medium sized citiies in the country.
I hope you were treated well too in Dayton!
"I'm glad all is well Cyrsti. I'm in Dayton as I write this and it appears to be a pretty conservative community. It sounds like you were treated well however. Sorry you had to go for a second pint. I suppose you just can't go to the local pub to get it replaced :)"
I was lucky Callie and only had three vials of blood drawn for my laboratory tests. Had I had two pints taken, I may have had to find the nearest pub! :)
As far as Dayton being conservative, the town has come a long way in it's acceptance of the LGBTQ community. In fact, both Dayton and Toledo, Ohio were recently named as LGBTQ friendly medium sized citiies in the country.
I hope you were treated well too in Dayton!
Thursday, May 16, 2019
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
On the Road Again
Yesterday was what I call "Blood Day" at the Dayton, Ohio Veterans Administration Medical Center. It was my three month visit to hematology to check the iron levels in my blood. If the iron goes too high, they have to take a pint out. Which is not my favorite time.
Normally, I am mostly upbeat about my treatment from the VA. Yesterday turned out to be the exception though. Of course, most of you know, or have guessed by now I am a transgender veteran.
Before I go to hematology, I have to have blood labs taken, so without fail I did that and stopped at the cafeteria afterwards to eat. I was starving since I had to fast before the labs and I had no breakfast. Plus I had to wait an hour for the results of the blood work to come back. By this time, I was feeling good about myself. I was dressed nice in my red sweater, red patterned paisley leggings and black flats. Even my back felt fairly good after all the walking.
Surprisingly, breakfast was good (or I was just that hungry) and I headed up to hematology. Little did I know, I would soon be reliving a part of my Army days. Hematology told me the lab vampires had taken the wrong samples and I would have to go back and do the whole process again. Fortunately, the line to get my labs taken again was not very long. I repeated the process and headed back to hematology to wait, and wait and wait.
At least the two hours came out with a good ending. My iron was at an acceptable level again. Plus after a little research, we found I have not had to have any blood taken since last November. So, after my next appointment in three months with the Doc, hopefully I will be able to do away with the three month scheduling all together and just come every six months.
So maybe the old Army "hurry up and wait" theory was worth it after all. It's just another two hours of my life I will never get back.
Normally, I am mostly upbeat about my treatment from the VA. Yesterday turned out to be the exception though. Of course, most of you know, or have guessed by now I am a transgender veteran.
Before I go to hematology, I have to have blood labs taken, so without fail I did that and stopped at the cafeteria afterwards to eat. I was starving since I had to fast before the labs and I had no breakfast. Plus I had to wait an hour for the results of the blood work to come back. By this time, I was feeling good about myself. I was dressed nice in my red sweater, red patterned paisley leggings and black flats. Even my back felt fairly good after all the walking.
Surprisingly, breakfast was good (or I was just that hungry) and I headed up to hematology. Little did I know, I would soon be reliving a part of my Army days. Hematology told me the lab vampires had taken the wrong samples and I would have to go back and do the whole process again. Fortunately, the line to get my labs taken again was not very long. I repeated the process and headed back to hematology to wait, and wait and wait.
At least the two hours came out with a good ending. My iron was at an acceptable level again. Plus after a little research, we found I have not had to have any blood taken since last November. So, after my next appointment in three months with the Doc, hopefully I will be able to do away with the three month scheduling all together and just come every six months.
So maybe the old Army "hurry up and wait" theory was worth it after all. It's just another two hours of my life I will never get back.
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
Victory!
Hard fought victories are so hard to come by these days but yet, they keep on coming.
First, a little background on our featured transgender actress Nicole Maines from Cyrsti's Condo reader Leann:
First, a little background on our featured transgender actress Nicole Maines from Cyrsti's Condo reader Leann:
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And , from Indiana: A Dad's campaign forces school to drop policy humiliating transgender son. "Brian Thomas" launched a petition on May 7th when his son's school in Ft. Wayne was refusing to use his new name at graduation. The petition tallied more than 14,000 signatures and forced the school administration to reverse it policy and not "dead name" Wyatt at graduation. Great!
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When I see successes of young transgender women and men such as these, the future becomes brighter!
Monday, May 13, 2019
Indya Moore
Indya Moore becomes the first transgender person on the cover of "Elle."
From "Pride" :
An earlier version of this article referred to Indya Moore using she/her pronouns based on the Elle article's note that Moore okayed the use of 'she/her' for their article. After further consideration, the pronouns have been switched to those Moore generally prefers, which are they/them.
Pose star Indya Moore broke barriers this month when they became the first transgender person to be featured on the cover of Elle.
An earlier version of this article referred to Indya Moore using she/her pronouns based on the Elle article's note that Moore okayed the use of 'she/her' for their article. After further consideration, the pronouns have been switched to those Moore generally prefers, which are they/them.
Pose star Indya Moore broke barriers this month when they became the first transgender person to be featured on the cover of Elle.
Sunday, May 12, 2019
Happy Mother's Day
Or should I say, Happy Parent's Day?
For most of transgender people, it is a bittersweet day. A remembrance of un-accepting children. For others it is simply an uneasy adjustment to the new you. And, if you are very fortunate, it is time for you to be remembered as a parent. A role model for children to be themselves...no matter what.
As most of you already know, I list myself as a very fortunate transgender woman. My daughter is very accepting and I have made my peace with my un-accepting Mother.
For the rest of you, I will only say be patient with your loved ones. Hopefully, they will come around eventually.
Every year I hope this post finds more of you in the accepting category. For those of you still in the closet, the problem is trying to figure out ahead of time who will accept you and who won't. Most of the time, it is impossible to predict.
In the meantime, I hope you all enjoy "Parent's Day!"
For most of transgender people, it is a bittersweet day. A remembrance of un-accepting children. For others it is simply an uneasy adjustment to the new you. And, if you are very fortunate, it is time for you to be remembered as a parent. A role model for children to be themselves...no matter what.
As most of you already know, I list myself as a very fortunate transgender woman. My daughter is very accepting and I have made my peace with my un-accepting Mother.
For the rest of you, I will only say be patient with your loved ones. Hopefully, they will come around eventually.
Every year I hope this post finds more of you in the accepting category. For those of you still in the closet, the problem is trying to figure out ahead of time who will accept you and who won't. Most of the time, it is impossible to predict.
In the meantime, I hope you all enjoy "Parent's Day!"
Saturday, May 11, 2019
Ladies
Today (Saturday) was typically martial arts day for Liz and an afternoon of running errands for both of us.
Something must have gone right for me today since the closeted cross dresser was even semi civil to me. The hour class went by in a hurry and I caught up on my busy work on my phone. I am trying to connect a guy working on LGBT history in Dayton, Ohio with Columbus, Ohio trans historian J.M. Ellison to see if they have anything in common. In addition the guy in Dayton was asking if I have anything to add. I really don't think I do because I didn't actually live in Dayton (just close to it) and so really didn't know much about the LGBT scene there.
The grocery store was predictably bland except for one possible other transgender woman I see there often. I was waiting at the bank for Liz to open a savings account and only was able to see her (the trans woman) at a distance.
Seemingly, it took forever for the banking transaction to be completed, so I spent my time reading a Cincinnati Magazine detailing the booming local/world food scene. About the time I was getting very restless, Liz and the bank manager emerged and the manager (also a woman) said "You ladies have a good afternoon."
Her statement was enough to erase any restlessness and propelled me on to the rest of my afternoon.
The day will continue on until tonight when we are invited again to dinner with a couple of our cross dresser acquaintances.It should be interesting, as always!
Something must have gone right for me today since the closeted cross dresser was even semi civil to me. The hour class went by in a hurry and I caught up on my busy work on my phone. I am trying to connect a guy working on LGBT history in Dayton, Ohio with Columbus, Ohio trans historian J.M. Ellison to see if they have anything in common. In addition the guy in Dayton was asking if I have anything to add. I really don't think I do because I didn't actually live in Dayton (just close to it) and so really didn't know much about the LGBT scene there.
The grocery store was predictably bland except for one possible other transgender woman I see there often. I was waiting at the bank for Liz to open a savings account and only was able to see her (the trans woman) at a distance.
Seemingly, it took forever for the banking transaction to be completed, so I spent my time reading a Cincinnati Magazine detailing the booming local/world food scene. About the time I was getting very restless, Liz and the bank manager emerged and the manager (also a woman) said "You ladies have a good afternoon."
Her statement was enough to erase any restlessness and propelled me on to the rest of my afternoon.
The day will continue on until tonight when we are invited again to dinner with a couple of our cross dresser acquaintances.It should be interesting, as always!
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