« on: June 03, 2019, 08:01:33 pm »
First, thanks to @CynthiaAnn , @Faith , @KathyLauren , @TonyaW , @davina61 , @jkredman , @Donica , and @Kirsteneklund7 for the warm Anniversary wishes!
We started the day with a walk through 'Garden of the Gods' park then visited Bourbon Brothers for some prime rib. After doing a little shopping we went home. Previously Susan had mentioned that there is only one thing she misses. I surprised her Sunday night by using something which closely resembles my previous anatomy. Susan agreed that it was a suitable replacement, and it made her, er, um, 'happy' again. If you want details search for 'feeldoe'. Probably even more interesting is that I bought this item nearly six years ago and it had sat unused, sealed in the original package all this time.
Today I received a letter from my insurance carrier, they have already approved coverage for my GCS Stage II (labiaplasty). The Meltzer Clinic took care of the paperwork without a word from me. I also received an escrow refund check from my previous mortgage holder. Unfortunately, they made it payable to my dead name and Susan. Hopefully this will be the last time I ever have to sign my old name, but I won't hold my breath.
I forgot to mention something interesting that happened last Monday. As I left my electrologist's office I heard a male voice say 'Excuse me miss, could you jump me?' I looked towards the young man and several different thoughts ran through my mind, but then he added 'I have cables.' I quickly surmised he was not into S&M, so I told him that I had a portable jump starter and would be happy to help. After successfully 'jumping' him he said 'thank you miss.' Although I have heard ma'am many times, I think that was the first time anyone ever referred to me as 'miss'.
Kirsten, some of what I post would have embarrassed me a few years ago. Reading posts on Susan's Place is how I discovered the source of my anger, which probably saved my life. There were many times when I thought our marriage was over, and I still find it hard to believe that we made it through the storm. Unfortunately, not many stories have happy endings. I know how lucky I am. I post to show others that there is hope, that it is possible to transition without having your world fall apart. Even if it had fallen apart I would still be alive, living authentically, with a chance to build a new life.
Love always -- Jessica Rose