Today I got my blood taken from me, but don't worry, it's a good thing.
Hopefully this will be the last step of my full medical examination and I'll finally be able to move on to the next steps of my whimsical gender journey. There is a point to this post though.
I used to absolutely hate needles, deadly afraid of them. Even up until about seventeen, the would scare the crap out of me. They still scare me a little but it's less the needle itself that I dislike now. I find that getting a needle is a very awkward situation. Not much conversation, creepy doctor room environment, I dunno, it's all weird to me.
Jun 27, 2012
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