Adventures in Medical Treatment.

Well. So.


Yeah, I have an ankle injury, not going into specifics, but I had to go over to the doctor straight from work. Then there’s that awkward moment when you realize that you are still wearing “Wined Up” (dark red) toenail polish, even though you are presenting male. So you realize that you are going to have to show them your ankle. Well, I avoided the questioning looks by just pulling my sock down to where it just covered the toenails without taking it off. Win. Still completely stealth. No one knows.

I’m in an air cast and have to use crutches for now. They are sending me to a specialist.  Not being able to work for a few days is going to wreak havoc on my budget, not to mention that I haven’t met my deductible this year so far, so all this treatment is coming out of my pocket. Yay for emptying out the little funds I had set aside for Girl Stuff. :(


5 thoughts on “Adventures in Medical Treatment.

  1. Well, I don’t think it really would have mattered all that much if they had seen my toenails, but I didn’t want to deal with the judgemental bullshit.

    As for the injury, I’m going to be out from work for at least a week, so… My financial situation is even worse than normal.

  2. Oh, I know, but this is small town mentality south eastern U.S. And I was in my work uniform. And People talk. Out at work is not an option for me.

  3. I know the feeling. I ha a job interview after my last appointment with my doc. There I am shirt, tie, the whole none yards and talking about injecting estrogen vs. orals. All I could think was “don’t let the shirt and tie fool you!” They were really cool about – but then this was Atlanta. Despite being in the south Atlanta is nothing like the south. :)

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