Even before I went full time, the He/Sir/Mister thing bugged me. I was in the hospital for prostate surgery, yes PROSTATE, and obviously without my hair, makeup, or clothing, and yet... A nurse was reviewing my electronic medical record with me in the bed. Right on her display in the upper left corner I could see "TRANSGENDER" and "Preferred Name: Michelle". I stopped her, and asked her if she could please, please stop starting every damn sentence with "Sir...". It felt like a hammer blow every time she said that, and I swear she was putting extra emphasis on each "Sir".
She did more or less stop it, and even put a note on the paperwork, which everyone cheerfully ignored.
I think when the surgery was done, and I was starting to come out of the Versed haze while still in the OR, I asked how the gender confirmation surgery had gone, outing myself to the surgical team. I recall some comments on that, but it's pretty hazy. I could have hallucinated it for all I know.
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