Its ironic how we use, at least in the US, coffee and alcohol as an excuse to get together for conversation and to catch up. But you know the best people in the world…they don’t really need either.
The past nine days have had a lot of highs and lows. I thought I was losing Dozer…and it turns out he is doing well now.
Work had its ups and downs.
And then came the news on the surgeries I am hoping to have.
I heard back from my plastic surgeon about the surgeries I had mentioned before. We met a few weeks ago and the decision was made that for ease in surgery, along with the eye lid and brow lift, we would focus on feminizing fat grafting for my face and breast implants. While I still have the goal of having some hip and but work done, it would be easier to do these other procedures together just for the purpose of healing and actually being able to lay on my back following these surgeries. After the consult and planning, it came down to waiting for the estimate on the fat grafting and breast implants.
Based on what I was told at the clinic that day, I was hopeful the estimates would come back in a price range I could afford.
Well, I got the news in two phone calls between Thursday and Friday. My eye lid and brow lift surgeries were approved by insurance. That about sent me through the clouds with joy. Unfortunately, even with me looking at every possible way to save money on the other procedures, they are still out of my price range.
Needless to say, I was pretty dejected by the news. Granted, I am not out of options yet. I still have a things I am going to try. Technically, I need to pay for the additional procedures prior to surgery, but I am going to talk with the billing office at the hospital and see if they may make an exception for me and allow me to be billed monthly. My quote is good for 90 days, so hopefully the billing office my grant me an exemption to that rule…especially since I have worked for the hospital for over 21 years.
Ironically, after getting the news, our HR office sent out benefits survey because they are looking at some possible changes to our benefits for next year. Needless to say, I had to submit my thoughts. My hospital says it wants to be the most inclusive, innovative and respected hospital in our region. They have done wonderful things by setting up a transgender care program and are working to offer transgender individuals in our region the best care possible…but yet they fail to understand that they also need to support their own employees more on this journey instead of making the care for us so cost prohibitive.
Thankfully, in what started out as a rather dejected state of mind, I had friends from here in SL who really helped me to get my fight back in me in instead of just taking the news and letting it knock me back into a hole. While we didn’t meet for coffee, all three of them made time to make sure I was okay and help me get my damn head on straight. And what a great combination of friends to help me. One stirred the healthy anger in me. One got my rational thought processes back in line to help me see the bigger picture…and kept me out of some victim mindset. And the third…well she just made me laugh hysterically. Each of them hit a different need in me and by the time I was in bed, I was doing so much better.
That is one of those defining characteristics of great friends though. They find a way to motivate you. They find a way to help you get your head on straight. And most importantly…when they know you are struggling, they reach out to you and make sure you are ok.
I swear, I am going to find a way to sit down with each of these three ladies, and others of you in SL, for coffee or a cocktail and we are going to laugh the day away together. ♥
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