Friday, 8 Jul 1994

Dear Diary:

I felt great today! I wish I could figure out exactly what happened to change my mood, but I guess it really doesn't matter that much. The important thing is that I feel happy and content.

In addition, my memory is coming back to me, after having taken a hike when I started hormones. I guess it's coming back because I have been cutting down. I'm down to 2mg of estrace from 3, 300mg of spiro from 400, and I've cut out the provera totally. I do feel like I'm undergoing some withdrawal, but it's not bad yet. I hope I'm too nice a person to get really bitchy :)

The semester is over as of today. This weekend I get to grade the tests, but at least it's only 33 of them. After the college algebra exam, several of my students hung around and chatted with me for about 30 minutes. They are a bunch of nice folks :) Hirondina gave me a belt from her native Cape Verde as a gift because, as she put it, "it is traditional in her country for he students to honor a good teacher." She was really impressed with the way I treated all the students as equals. I guess it hasn't happened much to her.

Next week is going to be somewhat trying. I have appointments for 4 of the five weekdays. On Monday, Bill Weideman (one of the students) is going to take me down to the community center and let her use her car to take the driving test (yes, Bill is a woman...and Bill is the name she was born with...her middle name is Henry...there are some strange folks here in Arkansas). On Tuesday, either Pam Bramlett or Shawn Mullins (both students) is going to take me out to the Town Center so my dentist can finish my teeth...I have one that needs a crown. On Wednesday, I'm going to talk to the people at the bank about arranging the payment of my surgery. I have enough money, but I'm going to try to get a loan, too. On Thursday, Pam is taking me to my first appointment with my new physician. The doctor is going to check me over to see if I'm fit for the surgery and give me a scrip for hormones for afterwards. I probably should take a poll of my post-op friends so I can help her decide what I should take. She's only had one transsexual woman as a patient before, and that was when she was in residency. On Friday, I get to do whatever didn't get done before that, I imagine.

I guess that's about it for now, diary, except that it looks like it's April's and my 9th monthiversary, so I want to send her my love.

Love and Peace,

Robyn

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