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Ugh

Okay, it’s not a *really* bad one, as I am still able to have at least some perspective on it, but I am having a total crapper of an emotional day.  I’m chalking it up to uncertainty about paying for my surgery.  Basically, it goes thus: we are making enough at the moment to make ends meet with a wee bit extra.  But, we need to sell one of Auntie’s cars to pay for my surgery.  If we can’t then we are probably looking at some obscene debt levels, nasty credit card payments, and the like.  Or course, there isn’t much I can do about all of this at the moment, as she is the one who needs to sell the car.  It’s all out of my hands and therefore a bit stressful.  In a word, fuck. Auntie is right about one thing, though.  If we can get through this, we can get through just about anything.

The High Price

Going through something like transition while in a romantic relationship of course comes with its share of issues and benefits.  When I was living near my folks, they certainly suffered through week after week of my obsession with the social side of transition.  Now, with Auntie, I know that my transition is putting a huge burden on her.  Hell, she is selling her car to help pay for it all.  I hope that I can make it up to her some day.

Date for SRS Surgery

Well, after a call from his secretary, I now have a date for my SRS surgery in only 143 days, or 39.1780822% of a year, or 6 June for those of you not mathmatically-minded.

Whew!