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This evening, I had an appointment for a CT scan on my lungs to see if my embolism is reducing, and if so, how fast. It was scheduled for 5PM. My wife was away for most of the day and I had to meet her at the station at 2:30. I was in town visiting friends that run market stalls. I was in full Cerys mode. Hair done, make up done, nice dress and boots. I decided to stay in town and meet my wife when she arrived, rather than go home and return a little later to pick her up....I had some lunch and visited a charity shop. My wife phoned. Her train was cancelled, she'd be an hour late. No worries. I went for a coffee. I arrived at the station with time to spare.... The train was late. Whatever caused the cancellation of her original train was still causing problems. This lateness meant that I would struggle to get home, get changed back into male mode and get to the hospital. My wife suggested that I go as I am.
We got to the hospital a little early. I registered my arrival, obviously with my real name and DOB etc. Not a flicker of wonder from the receptionist. We walked to the radiography department and sat in the waiting room. Maybe a dozen or so people. Not a second look. My name was called. I got up and went into the CT scanner room. The radiographer asked me to confirm my name, DOB and address. I was asked to lay on the scanners bed. The IV was inserted in my arm so the trace chemicals can be injected and the scan took place. The IV was removed, I put my jacket on, put my bag over my shoulder and off I went.
Not a single second look, not a questioning glance. It was all just perfectly normal.
I have been to my GP a few times as Cerys, but never to a hospital appointment.
I'm spending more of my time as Cerys. It's become "normal". For those of you that fear going out into the big wide world, don't. Do not fear going out. As long as you don't go out looking "typically tranny", silly heels, ultra short skirt, OTT wig etc, no one will care. I look like a man in a dress. I'm obviously a man dressed as a woman. NO ONE CARES!!!!!
Live your life! Be you!.
Cerys.
I love it!
And I’m getting there.
I think you also hit on a good point. Just as there are certain styles that are not appropriate for or don’t look good on certain women, we should also be aware of what works for us individually. As long as we are not drawing the wrong kind of attention, nobody seems to care.
Honestly I think a girl dressed and made up like a hooker makes more people uncomfortable than a man in a tasteful skirt or dress.
It's that simple Cerys, I have been to the G.P and a walk in centre dressed without announcement before, nil reaction, treated with respect and it just doesn't matter to them.
You are so right, no one cares.
. Cassie
How ‘bout dat?
