PTA: Not a disaster. Yet. I have all my presentation and volunteer slots filled with six days to go, after hundreds of emails, but now there's an unforseen equipment shortage. I'm not above begging on LJ, as you're aware. Stay tuned.
I get to spend the weekend getting crazy with Access & Excel.
Yes, the MyCo has lifted its insurance cap for the Grand Snip and yes, Dr. Shrink will give me a surgery letter before the usual twelve month "real-life test" wherein medical types determine if you really want to change sex. But no, apparently MyCo will not pay unless I've had my twelve months no matter what any docs say. I think. I have to talk to Dr. Shrink about this.
If there really is to be no snip until December at the earliest, I refuse to feel guilty about buying a Burning Man ticket.
No improvement on the dreaded butt thing despite increased fiber intake. Now Dr. Leather Bear says it's time to talk to amasked, knife-wielding fiend general or GI surgeon.
This weekend is raver weekend 'cause last weekend was goth. There's a Monkey Loft party whose dancy sets are all slated for 2:00 or later, and even now I can't stay up that late. Poo! I think I'll reward myself with Flammable on Sunday night for being such a good PTA lady and scheduling everything over the weekend.
I get to spend the weekend getting crazy with Access & Excel.
Yes, the MyCo has lifted its insurance cap for the Grand Snip and yes, Dr. Shrink will give me a surgery letter before the usual twelve month "real-life test" wherein medical types determine if you really want to change sex. But no, apparently MyCo will not pay unless I've had my twelve months no matter what any docs say. I think. I have to talk to Dr. Shrink about this.
If there really is to be no snip until December at the earliest, I refuse to feel guilty about buying a Burning Man ticket.
No improvement on the dreaded butt thing despite increased fiber intake. Now Dr. Leather Bear says it's time to talk to a
This weekend is raver weekend 'cause last weekend was goth. There's a Monkey Loft party whose dancy sets are all slated for 2:00 or later, and even now I can't stay up that late. Poo! I think I'll reward myself with Flammable on Sunday night for being such a good PTA lady and scheduling everything over the weekend.