Somehow or another, I was able to get my health insurance to expedite my appeal. I will now have an answer by Friday. I almost can’t believe it.
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Opening the Door
A few days back, I photoshopped pictures of myself and how I would look with different lines across my chest. I was trying to see if I could get used to the curved, inverted V-line thing, and Sinclair would probably do the best job at that, honestly.
Continue readingThinking Out Loud
I’ve come to the conclusion that I use this blog to think out loud. Forgive me for my ranting and raving, but if you read this thing, you must be along for the ride, right?
Continue readingStarting to Wonder
Maybe these last several blog posts can be a small novella about this battle with getting my goddamn top surgery. I can entitle it “Messages in the Complaint Box” or something. Raging Messages in the Complain Box?
Continue readingDropping Out
Slowly, or not so slowly, all my potential doctors are dropping out of the race. I don’t know which gorilla’s hands I’m going to be in the care of now, and it’s such an icky feeling. And when it will be? And where? I also don’t know how I’ll pay for it. Mana from the sky? Truthfully, I feel like I’m standing naked in the cold rain, and people are throwing rotten fruit at me.
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