Taking a road trip to San Diego was so refreshing and much-needed. I'll post more about it with pictures in the near future.
Earlier today Jude and I went in to a local pharmacy for our h1n1 and flu vaccinations - FINALLY. I've been lazy and negligent about it all flu season. After seeing so many fall like flu-ridden flies around me, I was compelled to finally prioritize vaccination and dragged hir with me.
Jude has health insurance and I don't, but we both ended up paying the same amount since, for some reason (they always think of something, don't they?), hiz insurance refused to pay it.
And then came the paperwork. Like most medical paperwork, there was a section asking about gender with two options: O male O female. I circled "female". I don't appear female-typical, but I circled it out of just randomly picking between the two.
They also asked about allergies, pregnancy, and so on - and one portion asked about medications; including "steroids". I checked "yes" on this section and wrote, Testosterone Cypionate.
When I returned the paperwork to the pharmacist, she scanned it and stopped at the testosterone cypionate. She explained to me that testosterone was fine and wouldn't be a problem in regards to either vaccination.
And instead of marking "male" or "female", Jude instead opted to write in a "GQ" box, short for Genderqueer, and circled it. When ze turned it in I overheard the pharmacist chuckle and comment on the "GQ", something along the lines of GQ Magazine. They then had a discussion about genderqueer and transgender. It was cute.
Just as I was complaining about dehydration and Jude was whimpering about needing the restroom, we were beckoned. The injector asked me to roll up my sleeves, but my button-up shirt wouldn't roll up high enough. Without hesitation, while sitting outside of the pharmacy at Rite-Aid with shoppers all over the place, she asked me to remove my shirt.
Whoa! What? I told her that I'd rather not. She assumed that I was shy and led me back to an employee's-only area.
I wasn't shy. I have breasts.
So we headed into the employee-only area, where some semi-private drapes were setup. To expose my deltoid, I unbuttoned two of my top buttons and pulled my shirt down just enough. Noticing my discomfort, she asked if I was modest. At that moment, I just came out with it and told her that I have breasts.
She seemed to connect the dots, and then gave me a shot and h1n1 nasal spray.
While Jude was getting hiz shot/spray, I wandered around a bit looking for the men's restroom. Jude pointed me in the right direction and the employee didn't act confused or upset.
Look what I stumbled across! Mr. Transman Grid and Rocco (Katastrophe) in Allison Michael Orenstein’s Mr. Transman gallery .
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