Stephanie Julianna
01-28-2017, 04:01 PM
I had the rare fortune to be en femme for two and a half days. My wife went away to visit her mother. I hosted a girl from this site and I got to teach her some makeup techniques and we had a wonderful day. I stayed home but never changed until bedtime. All I did was the wash my makeup off and eventually doffed the wig but since I wear ladies satin PJ's the feeling was not lost. The next morning I dressed to blend wearing black L'Eggs pantyhose, Gloria Vanderbilt washed denim jeans (that I wear in boy mode as well), black stretch shell with on open unbuttoned royal blue blouse. I accented it with a thin black patent leather belt, 3 inch high heeled ankle boots and appropriate jewelry and my hair and makeup as it appeared the day before in my new Avatar.
So what made this day so memorable? I wanted to get some blood work done to but to rest some concerns from being around patients with some pretty aggressive infection. One of the nurses I work with said that I could get a lot done for a price better than my medicare copay by going to a Planned Parenthood Clinic. She told me they even took male clients. I liked everything about this idea except the male part. So, dressed as I described above I headed to a nearby Clinic. It was simply the most liberating and amazing experience of my life. The staff was amazing. First, they greated me as Stephanie with open arms. The first girl I spoke with complimented me when I showed her all my ID with my male name and gender. She immediately asked me how I would like them to refer to me. Of course I said Steph. I'm not going to tell you that I was as nervous as a cat. She could see that and calmed me by telling me that if she had not seen my ID she never would have known I was not a woman. Then she said that I should relax and enjoy being who I am. She gave me all the forms and sent me back to the waiting room to fill them out. All the forms were geared for woman, transgender and gay clients. It was cathartic to be able to fill them out honestly checking choices like, transgendered, bisexual and living gender fluid. I really appreciate the HIPPA regs. now more than ever. But it was wonderful to be able to come out even if it was to a very small group.
After I filled out the forms and returned them I returned to the waiting room with all the 'other' women. No one ever gave me a second glance. Another hall mark this last week was that I got my first IPhone and finally ditched the flip phone. What a great little tool to ignore people with. I pulled it out of my purse and like half the women there started to text my grandson away in college to kill the time. I was totally in the zone by now. About a half an hour later the MD, a lady, called out for Steph. I noticed that she looked down at the clipboard twice as I walked toward her. I followed her to the exam room and asked her if it was OK that I was there. She smiled beautifully and said "Why not?" "Well I didn't want to cause any problems." 'What problems? The only problem I had was trying to figure out which woman in the waiting room was really a 'Robert'. You look great and who does your hair? I had to steal a line from Dolly Parton. "I don't know. I wasn't there when they made it." I could tell you more but it would be redundant. Simply the best day of my life. Steph.
So what made this day so memorable? I wanted to get some blood work done to but to rest some concerns from being around patients with some pretty aggressive infection. One of the nurses I work with said that I could get a lot done for a price better than my medicare copay by going to a Planned Parenthood Clinic. She told me they even took male clients. I liked everything about this idea except the male part. So, dressed as I described above I headed to a nearby Clinic. It was simply the most liberating and amazing experience of my life. The staff was amazing. First, they greated me as Stephanie with open arms. The first girl I spoke with complimented me when I showed her all my ID with my male name and gender. She immediately asked me how I would like them to refer to me. Of course I said Steph. I'm not going to tell you that I was as nervous as a cat. She could see that and calmed me by telling me that if she had not seen my ID she never would have known I was not a woman. Then she said that I should relax and enjoy being who I am. She gave me all the forms and sent me back to the waiting room to fill them out. All the forms were geared for woman, transgender and gay clients. It was cathartic to be able to fill them out honestly checking choices like, transgendered, bisexual and living gender fluid. I really appreciate the HIPPA regs. now more than ever. But it was wonderful to be able to come out even if it was to a very small group.
After I filled out the forms and returned them I returned to the waiting room with all the 'other' women. No one ever gave me a second glance. Another hall mark this last week was that I got my first IPhone and finally ditched the flip phone. What a great little tool to ignore people with. I pulled it out of my purse and like half the women there started to text my grandson away in college to kill the time. I was totally in the zone by now. About a half an hour later the MD, a lady, called out for Steph. I noticed that she looked down at the clipboard twice as I walked toward her. I followed her to the exam room and asked her if it was OK that I was there. She smiled beautifully and said "Why not?" "Well I didn't want to cause any problems." 'What problems? The only problem I had was trying to figure out which woman in the waiting room was really a 'Robert'. You look great and who does your hair? I had to steal a line from Dolly Parton. "I don't know. I wasn't there when they made it." I could tell you more but it would be redundant. Simply the best day of my life. Steph.