And part of the answer she got was in Spanish so yeah that was great literally hearing people talk about me in a language I didn't speak during MY surgical consult about the part of me that is the absolute most critical to human identity I don't know what he told her
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And then she flirted with him in front of me. Mind you I didn't think it was flirting in the moment but yeah I don't know why she would have suddenly taken a casual interest in whether my surgeon was ethnically Italian She was totally doing her schmoozing thing
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At the end of the consult my surgeon remarked that I "really didn't need much work to be beautiful" and that I was lucky because "it's very uncommon for the women [he] treat[s] to have so much support from their mothers" In hindsight it's a miracle I didn't lose my shit
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We went into the city over the weekend to tour the Casa Rosada (which was fine) and then on the following Monday I had my surgery and of course she came along The surgery went ok except that I woke up towards the end and cut up my mouth really bad chomping on the breathing tube
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I stayed at the clinic overnight, observed by a nurse practitioner, so I didn't know what happened next until a few months later when a trans friend getting FFS in Illinois asked me to sit in on HER consult, and I texted my biomom later about thinking _her_ surgeon had been a pig
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And she was like "well yours hadn't been so much better" I asked her what she meant by that She said something like "Well after your surgery I needed to get back to the rented apartment and he offered to drive me there himself, clearly thinking that we were going to have sex"
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And I just found myself sitting there in a deep existential crisis Wondering if my surgeon hadn't altered his performance to my mom's specifications, somehow, in anticipation of getting fucked by her in gratitude
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(cn: im gross) Anyway In the aftermath of my surgery I suddenly threw up an angry, hot miasma of blood, mucus and saliva from an otherwise empty stomach and we wound up having to pay a king's ransom to a very unhappy cab driver
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At the apartment my mom and I had to share one bed for a week The doctor prescribed me some pain meds but my biomom hid them from me and never let me have any because she "didn't trust" South American pain meds So I healed completely without anything but maybe aspirin
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Anyway I can't know what was going through my surgeon's head or whatever I do know that once I healed up well and had sensation restored in my scalp I started to freak out at seeing my mom in reflective surfaces ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ My pink hair and piercings are kind of a countermeasure
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"Don't be afraid of who you are"pic.twitter.com/7FddPpkJc6
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Replying to @arthur_affect
"So... You have an older sister. Your feelings have now betrayed her, too. The mohel was wise to hide her from me. Now his failure is complete."
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