Yesterday I went with my partner Liz to her Doctor’s appointment and felt good. The wait is normally short and I fool around on my phone and people watch.
For a change, my Mtf Gender Dysphoria was at a low point, so I felt good about myself presenting as a trans woman in public. One would think, as much and as long I have lived full time, all anxieties would begin to diminish. And, for a change, they have.
For the most part yesterday, my interactions were all with other women since Liz’s Doctor is in a University of Cincinnati women’s health center. For all I know they could have thought I was there for any number of issues except pregnancy. However, if I don’t continue to walk and control what I eat, I might be looking like I am pregnant anyhow.
Speaking of women’s health issues, I better get my mammogram scheduled. My maternal grandmother passed from breast cancer in the 1950’s so a precedent has been set in my family to get it done. My latest excuse is we are down to one car and I have to be careful to schedule it around my other medical appointments, as well as Liz’s.
Again the whole deal is part of being a woman and I need to get it done.
Finally, I have not heard back from my endocrinologist concerning the possibility of increasing my HRT. I did how ever, receive an extra dosage of Estrogen (Estrodial) patches from the VA, so maybe I have been approved but just not told yet.