Quote from: Steph2.0 on November 17, 2017, 12:32:24 PM
Having a great day! Went to my followup appointment with my endo and she upped the dose on my estradiol. Now I'm out to lunch in downtown Orlando, looking fabulous and feeling wonderful. I'm smiling at everyone and they're smiling back. Life is awesome today!
Kathy, thanks for the compliment. You can't see too much in the pic. I was wearing jeans, some nice flats, a teal v-neck 3/4 sleeve top, a long black cable-knit cardigan, that colorful scarf, and my favorite straw hat. I love that look, too! I love this cooler weather so I can try out more than just shorts and t-shirts.
The adventures I'd already mentioned were cool, but oh my gosh, there was so much more!
I hadn't mentioned that my endo had told they use a local pharmacy that gives them good discounts, and I might want to give them a call. I realized when I left that they were only five minutes away, so I just drove there. A cute young lady met me at the counter and after a nice discussion I moved all my prescriptions to them. I only need to call and they'll overnight them to me. A big improvement over the mail order pharmacy my insurer uses, which takes at least two weeks to get refills out. A couple of times I've run out before I get them. So that's cool. But the kicker was when she gave me a big smile and said, "We'll be looking forward to your call, Steph." Warm fuzzies!
After my lunch where everyone treated me so nice, even when I had to hand over my "Stephen" credit card, I went to Target, hoping to find some nice boots to go with a western skirt and a sweater I don't have shoes for. No luck, but I did buy some bracelets, and earrings for when I get the ok to take out the starter studs, which should be this weekend. I also tried some skinny jeans, but I'm afraid they don't work for this old lady, at least until the anatomy fits a little better. It was still cool, though, because the lady at the fitting room has to count how many items you're taking in, and after checking she said, "You can go right on in, Ma'am." When I dropped them off on the way out, she said she was sorry they didn't work out...
From there I attacked the male bastion of Home Depot, my old stomping grounds where I used to be so comfortable. I felt like an enemy spy, afraid the sirens were going to go off and the spotlights were going to focus on me. But nuthin'. I found the 1/2" sanding drums for my dremel, and to avoid notice I went to the self-checkout. Of course I walked up to the one with Windows error messages on the screen that said "Please Wait." So I did - until one of the guys with an orange apron walked over and said, "Ma'am, that one's still loading, use this one over here" as he lead me to a different one. Then during the checkout the main screen asked for a PO number while the credit card reader said "Processing." Not needing a P.O., I ignored it and waited for the processing to finish, and a different guy came over to point out it wouldn't finish until
something was entered. He typed in a zero and said "There you go, ma'am." Well, so much for avoiding notice, but it worked out great anyway. And he probably felt good for helping a damsel in distress.
From there, on to Kohl's, where I found some different jeans, looked at bras (but refused to pay $38 for one), and had to wait in line with a bunch of other ladies, and no drama ensued. I like Kohl's because I can pay with my watch, and nobody has to see my credit card. On the way out the cashier said, "Have a nice day, dear!" Oh, I am...
Then another big one: I had neglected to contact one of my flying buddies who I'd had many adventures with 15-20 years ago to let him know what was going on. We flew our ultralights together from Michigan to Florida when both moved down here, and before then had enjoyed many other flights together with the group we flew with. He was floored when he found out through my Facebook coming out adventure, but both he and his wonderful wife had pledged their support. My route today was going right by their house, so I texted him to see if I could stop by. I told him if he would rather I not, I understood, and no hard feelings. Of course he wanted to see me! And we had a wonderful visit. They were both so happy that I'm happy. That's the definition of true friends.
And there was one more thing to top off the day. Every Friday I go see doctor Chrystal at Pizza Hut to fill my weekly vitamin P prescription. I order through their tablet app, and about a month ago I changed my name in my profile to "Steph." For a few weeks after that my wife stopped in to pick it up for me, and last week was the first time I did it myself since I'd made the change. These folks are the best at customer service I've ever seen, always cheerful and greeting you as you walk in, but unfortunately last week, it was the usual, "How are you doing tonight, sir?" Not their fault, really, I was dressed kind of androgynously.
But today there could be no mistake about my presentation. I don't know why I was so nervous. I'm just buying pizza from them. I've just gotten to know and like Chrystal, and I was worried about her reaction. She usually recognizes my car and has the prescription on the counter by the time I get inside, but this time I parked off to the side so she didn't see me coming. I walked in, got a bit of a confused smile, and a "Hi!" (no pronouns) but she obviously knew it was me and pulled out my pizza. Same old routine, open it up to make sure it's right, take the credit card, sign the receipt. A little more quiet than usual, but the same good service. I had been going to say something like, "Well, this is me, now," but instead I said, "Thanks for being so cool." She smiled and said, "You have a nice day, now."
And I did.
Steph
