I posted an update earlier today to my
YouCare crowdfunding page
since I have finally received my medical bill(s) from the hospital.
I've not gotten anything regarding the followup at the ER so I am
guesstimating based on what the ER visit from the first trip cost.
Anything "extra" if I manage to actually gather all of what I need would
go to current medical costs and cost of living.
Thank you again
to everyone who has been able to assist, either financially or via
signal boosting. I have gotten some generous donations which helped
offset the cost of some of my recovery and medications when I got out of
the hospital.
In Non-Medical things, yesterday (July 14th) was
my 32nd birthday and I had a ridiculous epiphany as I was getting up in
the morning.
I looked in the mirror as I do almost every
birthday and reflected on what young me, at various ages (5, 8, 10,
mostly pre-puberty) would have thought of who I am and how it differs
from who I expected to be.
I realized as I was pondering that I
never really processed the moment when I became legally male according
to the Federal government and all current identification. I mean I went
through all the steps and went GOOD it's DONE, but I never actually
processed it.
If you had told five-year-old me that I would grow
up to be a relatively well adjusted MAN who was comfortable with who he
was, and what he was doing with his life, who had friends who loved and
accepted him for who he is, friends all over the world, all over the
US, five-year-old me would have looked you in the eye and told you that
you shouldn't lie.
And yet, it's all true. I have friends all
over the world who love me, accept me, respect me, and treat me as a
Human being worthy of respect, friendship, and love. My support group,
my allies, are more than I can count in number, and all of them are true
friends. Many of them have helped with my health, both physical and
mental, and many of them are on my "Seriously need to hang out with
before I move overseas" list.
I had a very quiet 32nd birthday. A
friend took me, and Osaka, and Ringo out for a nice lunch, and then I
came home and had a nap. It was a blessedly quiet day. And it was the
first birthday where I realized that legally I'm done. I will always
have health maintenance in regards to transitioning but also in regards
to being bipolar, and having asthma, and a thyroid condition etc. What I
have left is medical and psychiatric stuff. Legally I am male, and it's
all I have ever wanted out of life. Life is worth living.
