It has been so long I don’t remember what it was like when I
was a man. Ten years ago. I remember it like yesterday, but everything that
came before is all a foggy dream. Ten years ago today I made my last of two trips
to Neenah.
Theda Clark Hospital is one of the best in the world when it
comes to gender reassignment surgery. Doctor Schrang always had time to discuss
my concerns. I’ll admit, I was scared. The second trip removed any manhood I
had left; there was no going back. My original fear evaporated quickly. I was making the right choice, the choice I should have made years ago.
Wisconsin is a cold place and it was cold that early October
day. A few flurries mixed with the colorful leaves blowing in the wind. The
wind chewed into my cheeks as I walked from the hotel to the hospital. No
matter what my body said I was already a woman, a beautiful woman.
The waiting is the hardest part and there isn’t much to do
while waiting in Neenah, Wisconsin. So I drank beer in the hotel bar. A
wonderful young woman, the bartender, talked the hours away with me. She liked
the name I picked: Michelle. A pretty name, she said, for a pretty girl. She is
still a Facebook friend.
The ten year anniversary has me thinking as does a TG
captioning blogger from northern Wisconsin. She does not know it, but I know
the general area where she lives. She gave hints without knowing it. I’m such a
stalker. I don’t have the money to go visit her, but I know she lives straight
north of Neenah in a backwoods area around the small town of Lena. Her name is
Alice. She is as kind and thoughtful as the bartender.
Tonight I pour myself a beer in celebration of my personal
victory. Alone in my living room I lift my glass and say, “To you Alice, wherever
you live in that frosty wonderland.” A tear comes to my eye. I have a friend
out there. Her and her husband and daughters and five cats live a quiet
backwoods life and could care less about my gender. They see me as a good person,
no more. I lift my glass again. “To you, Alice.”
nice little caption, Kay
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