:) - i had gotten a package notice in my mailbox on saturday with a pickup time of 9am. after dropping everyone off in their respective places monday morning it was still only 8am. i KNEW it was my new M1700 from t-kingdom. i called the post office and the guy said i could come now - i zip over the post office and *"aaah" clouds open/angels sing* it hath arrived. got breakfast at the mrs. winners next door and headed home to change clothes. aaaah...good binding. *big smile* now i can nap in peace.
:) - yesterday around 11:40am i saw Jack (my talkdoc) and we pretty much spent 2/3 of our time complaining about the economy and how hard it is to get a job as well as touching on how he's billing my insurance and whats gonna happen if they dont cover me. its a risk im ready to take cause this is something i need. then he asks what's up with me and i told him i wanted to talk about hormone therapy. he asked if i felt more ready and i answered yes. i even told him about the convo i had with my mom's wife - i had found it a bit rediculous that she wanted to "make sure this is something
so Jack starts on about Standards of Care and how i need to be seeing him for at least 90 days before he can write me a letter. he pulls out my chart and his calendar and says.. ok so thatll be July 14. he then tells me that if i want to, i can go ahead and schedule an appointment for a work-up for any day after July14/15. SuWEEEEEEET! he gave me directions from his office to the clinic that a couple guys he sees uses and asked if i had time after my appointment - and i did. Im STOKED! i go to the clinic where they let me use my chosen name and make me an appointment for July 21, 2008... dude! 2 DAYS BEFORE MY BIRTHDAY?! Happy re/birthday to ME!!! they told me that i need to have had an annual (sigh) within 12 months so i made an appointment to have one (if i havent cause i couldnt remember) in a couple weeks. aww man.. good isht.
:) - last night i was feeling so good from the day having gone so well that i kinda struck up conversation with my daughter - she's eight. i reminded her of the conversation we had had with her about how i was going to change and how people are going to see me as a man. i told her that we should start thinking of something new for her to call me, instead of Mom. (I was Mom and T was Mommy.)
when id asked T about what the kid would call me she had talked about how she didnt want the kid to call me Dad. i didnt particularly like that - but her opinion was because she thought it would be disrespectful of the kid's father. i disagree. i am her male figure, i help take care of and raise her. the appropriate term for that, is Dad.. PERIOD. however.. T has her feelings so.. we deal. my conclusion to that conversation was - lets see what the kid comes up with.
so i asked the kid what she wanted to call me and she said, "how about Dad? *smile*" i of course couldnt hide the smile on my face, but i asked her if she was sure. she nodded emphatically and said that she liked it. i told her we'd have to ask Mommy tomorrow. then i put her to bed, read a story, and hung out with her for a good half hour before pleading with her to lay down and go to sleep. she was way hyper last night for some reason.
*whew* it was a big day.
good stuff.
that was kind of a lot. there's more to talk about but.. id hate to ruin such a happy post with anything more drab.. so.. i'll talk about the other stuff next time. HAD to get THIS stuff out to the world though..ya know?
back soon. you too i hope.
Ray
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