Stephanie Julianna
01-19-2017, 06:14 PM
I'm actually surprised it has taken this long. I have dressed in exclusively female nurse scrubs, pants and clogs for years. I have also under dressed forever. Decades of plucking, creaming, and experimenting with hormones decades ago have left their toll. I have thin arched brows (I have not plucked in a decade), my arms and legs are hairless and have been for years, no shaving or depilatories. I have a comfortable 36B bustline. I regularly wear a bra during the cooler months at home for comfort but at work I wear a Maidenform Flexie body shaper that keeps my ta tas flatter and prevents telltale bounce when I'm walking or running. Baggy scrub tops even make my coworkers look flat chested. Nurses are very observant so somehow, over the years, I have been lulled into thinking that my bald head and male movements were somehow masking some of these overt signs. When everyone knows you are married with kids and grandchildren you think that somehow trumps everything else.
So what changed? This next bit of info falls into the TMI category but you need to know if this is going to make sense. I had a serious colon surgery in October and they removed my sigmoid colon. OK. No details. I told everyone that when I returned in 2 months I'd be a better "A__ H___" and got plenty of laughs. We had a nurse visit last week who had moved away and she was greeting all the nurses in our report room. By the way, she is drop dead gorgeous as is my supervisor who is only 32. After she hugged everyone I saw an opening for a joke and looked at my supervisor and said, "Should I tell her about my change?" Obviously meaning my butt. Another nurse coworker heard this and said "That you are transgendered?" I have been doing this forever so I did not flinch outwardly. Inside I had wet my pants figuratively. Everyone cracked up laughing. I quickly responded. "No one told me!" and that got a few more laughs. She has actually made similar comments in the past that were laughed off but this time there was a big audience. A few minutes later I felt that I still needed to use my humor to bury her suspicions. In the hall we crossed paths and I jokingly said, "Please don't out me until I have the operation. I want it to be a surprise." Then it happened. She grabbed my left breast, I'm pretty sure to joke back, but instead she got more of a handful then she expected. She must have also felt the shaper. Her eyes grew wide as mine did and she quietly said with a knowing smile, "It will be our little secret." There was nothing nasty in her tone and she did not give me the feeling that it was a "gotca' " moment. She was just letting me know that she knows and it's OK.
I doubt she would ever tell. She is just too nice a person to do that. All the nurses I work with are incredible. What did surprise me was that I said, "Thanks." When I reviewed the event driving home, I realized that I was happy that someone finally knew that I was transgendered and I was proud to be given that badge. Growing old has been wonderful as I have come to love who I am more than ever.
So what changed? This next bit of info falls into the TMI category but you need to know if this is going to make sense. I had a serious colon surgery in October and they removed my sigmoid colon. OK. No details. I told everyone that when I returned in 2 months I'd be a better "A__ H___" and got plenty of laughs. We had a nurse visit last week who had moved away and she was greeting all the nurses in our report room. By the way, she is drop dead gorgeous as is my supervisor who is only 32. After she hugged everyone I saw an opening for a joke and looked at my supervisor and said, "Should I tell her about my change?" Obviously meaning my butt. Another nurse coworker heard this and said "That you are transgendered?" I have been doing this forever so I did not flinch outwardly. Inside I had wet my pants figuratively. Everyone cracked up laughing. I quickly responded. "No one told me!" and that got a few more laughs. She has actually made similar comments in the past that were laughed off but this time there was a big audience. A few minutes later I felt that I still needed to use my humor to bury her suspicions. In the hall we crossed paths and I jokingly said, "Please don't out me until I have the operation. I want it to be a surprise." Then it happened. She grabbed my left breast, I'm pretty sure to joke back, but instead she got more of a handful then she expected. She must have also felt the shaper. Her eyes grew wide as mine did and she quietly said with a knowing smile, "It will be our little secret." There was nothing nasty in her tone and she did not give me the feeling that it was a "gotca' " moment. She was just letting me know that she knows and it's OK.
I doubt she would ever tell. She is just too nice a person to do that. All the nurses I work with are incredible. What did surprise me was that I said, "Thanks." When I reviewed the event driving home, I realized that I was happy that someone finally knew that I was transgendered and I was proud to be given that badge. Growing old has been wonderful as I have come to love who I am more than ever.