Y Would You Say That, X-actly?

Because I had to change health insurance carriers twice in the last four months, I don't have a primary care physician anymore. So when I needed to see a doctor (somewhat urgently), I had to scramble a bit to find someone in my network who is accepting new patients. None of the doctors that were at all recommended fit both criteria. So, tomorrow I meet with a random stranger to talk about what hurts.

In making the appointment, the person on the phone hesitated audibly, palpably even, before asking me my sex. I did not give a one-word answer. (Hell, it was more than one sentence.) After hearing me out, they replied, "I'm okay with that."

Sure, I'd rather have them okay with it than not okay with it. But it's not like they offered their opinion about my birth date or phone number. Still, it was easier than sitting alone with a clipboard staring down two check boxes.

Poem Partially Explaining Why I Sometimes Avoid Healthcare

Cis professional
Is okay with my gender.
Permission granted.

It's so much simpler at Radio Shack.

36 Chambers of Woo

Probably, the less said about this, the better.

Haiku for My Nonexistent Infection

Um, I'm pissing blood?
"Try some homeopathy."*
I. Am. Pissing. Blood.**

Oh, Vermont medical care.

*This line could have also read, "Maybe it's your period" or "Bet it's the testosterone."
**The bleeding has stopped, so please do not be (as) alarmed.

How do I get that gig?

Haiku for Higher Education

Paying gatekeepers
To become a gatekeeper
= Pyramid scheme, obvs

I'll Have to Say "I Love You" in a Song

Life is killing me
Let's not chat about despair
I want a new drug

Phuck the pharmacia

I'm detoxing from antidepressants right now. It's pretty rough.

Ask me about my omniscience!

I asked for a referral from my primary care physician yesterday for care he offered to provide me himself but which he is not particularly qualified to administer. He took it well, I think. As I was leaving his office, he said, "Come back when I can do something for you."