I Ruined my Thermostat!

I was warned by my genetic female friends.
However, I did not see any warning on my Spiro and Estrogen bottles fine print: "Warning! These meds can ruin your thermostat!
You could argue that all of my sarcastic years of making fun of women being too cold on a warm summer day or too warm in the middle of winter were just a giant Karma mistake. Unfortunately I have been known to toss a rock or two in a glass house. It's just a defective gene I have among several.
My internal thermostat now is on the outs. A ten degree temperature swing can now take me from being in a furnace to jumping into an ice bath.
Now I wonder about my cherished idea of moving north for the winter into the balmy Lake Superior region. Not too long ago I told an acquaintance about the idea (another transgender girl on HRT). She said I may want to wait as she has become far less tolerant to the winter chill of the Chicago area.
Maybe she's right and I'm looking for the fine print again on those pill bottles.
Perhaps my thermostat is under warranty?

Roberta Close

Back in the day, (1980's) Brazilian Transsexual model Roberta Close's career started to take-off at the age of 17 and she increasingly became a media darling - appearing in magazines, periodicals and advertising. At age 18 she was called up for compulsory military service. She reported to the interview office wearing a white dress and looking as feminine as possible in appearance, she recalls that the affect was unintentionally but provocatively enhanced by the dress becoming wet from rain! Upon her arrival, a very confused guard asked her to tell her brother to report the next day.

She went on to win the Miss Gay Brazil contest and during a subsequent guest appearance at the Miss Brazil contest embarrassingly over shadowed many of the contestants in looks and beauty. She also became the first transsexual to appear nude in a Brazilian Playboy. In 1984 the periodical Weekly Word News had a front page headline declaring that "The world's most beautiful model is really a man" Good call!!!!

Walking into the Trans Zone

Here I was, innocently working diligently on my errands. Among other things, I was shopping around for some sort of a portable electronic device enabling me to write in other locations. As my daughter told me an I-pad or tablet or whatever. While I was there (in just another of the giant box stores) my phone rang and it was the Advocate handling my VA case. (Yes, the system is still plodding along.) Along the way here in the last month she has reassured me my approval for outside treatment is going to happen. BUT, the latest holdup is the paperwork was filed wrong and has to be refiled. Can't say that wasn't a total surprise in a government system. The problem with bureaucratic mistakes is now I'm running out of time with my supply of meds. She told me today at the worst my primary physician at the VA has been told to give me an extra month. So that's all good.
As I have said, patience is not one of my virtues!
So, on the way back from my 5 mile hike through the store, I just happened to stroll by the cosmetics section and just happened to price the same foundation purchased at a nearby box store the other day. Of course the price was about the same so I felt good about that.
Then, as I was cashing out, I started to notice my male cashier maybe wasn't going to be so male for much longer. What I noticed first was a rather effeminate voice (so?) and a pleasant personality (different!) but then I noticed a very definite set of breast buds coming through his shirt.
If it was true, I feel really good for the young trans woman who waited on me and wish her the best.
I'm only sorry I couldn't have said more.
I picked up my big one item purchase, headed out the doors and back into the other world.