My Hospital stay or "Is it a him or a her?"
Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2005 4:35 pm
Hi girls,
As most of you know I had a minor heart attack on 9/11 and had to go to the hospital. I went in my short blue dress, had my wig on, nails done, makeup not on.
Naturally my wig and dress did not last long, they put me in the usual gown that allows virtually no modessty on the back side, which is not much of a concern when one is having a heart attack. I had no female clothing on I was allowed to keep my earrings on and my other jewelry. Also, I had my nails done and nicely if not loudly painted a nice pink color. Still, some of the hospital personnel call me "her" or "she".
Indeed, while I was in the recovery room, 4-5 female nurses congregated around my bed and threw a fit over my fingernails, touching my hands and guessing the color which they finally decided was "coral". Then one of them noticed my toenails also painted and commented how "cute" they looked. Now a nurse on the other sidc of my bed picks up my other hand and comments on how nice my watch is.
Now here I am in a hospital bed and the only feminine things I have on are earrings, acrylic nails, and my girl watch and I am feeling just like one of the girls. In fact the nurse assigned to me ended up telling me she thought it was cool that I was able to be myself and asked if she could possibly keep in touch with me. I gave her my webpage address.
Later in my room a woman came in in her mid 20's while the nurse was in there and said "I need to take her blood" and the nurse responded by saying "you can get HIS blood in just a minute". It made me chuckle inside.
The next day Raven(SO) came to get me and brought my blue velvet dress, clean panties and my wig and I left as myself. No heads turned and nothing seemed out of the ordinarly. Here in Southern California, even in the most conservative venues, being a crossdresser is still not very stressful. How nice!!!!
Love always,
Elizabeth
As most of you know I had a minor heart attack on 9/11 and had to go to the hospital. I went in my short blue dress, had my wig on, nails done, makeup not on.
Naturally my wig and dress did not last long, they put me in the usual gown that allows virtually no modessty on the back side, which is not much of a concern when one is having a heart attack. I had no female clothing on I was allowed to keep my earrings on and my other jewelry. Also, I had my nails done and nicely if not loudly painted a nice pink color. Still, some of the hospital personnel call me "her" or "she".
Indeed, while I was in the recovery room, 4-5 female nurses congregated around my bed and threw a fit over my fingernails, touching my hands and guessing the color which they finally decided was "coral". Then one of them noticed my toenails also painted and commented how "cute" they looked. Now a nurse on the other sidc of my bed picks up my other hand and comments on how nice my watch is.
Now here I am in a hospital bed and the only feminine things I have on are earrings, acrylic nails, and my girl watch and I am feeling just like one of the girls. In fact the nurse assigned to me ended up telling me she thought it was cool that I was able to be myself and asked if she could possibly keep in touch with me. I gave her my webpage address.
Later in my room a woman came in in her mid 20's while the nurse was in there and said "I need to take her blood" and the nurse responded by saying "you can get HIS blood in just a minute". It made me chuckle inside.
The next day Raven(SO) came to get me and brought my blue velvet dress, clean panties and my wig and I left as myself. No heads turned and nothing seemed out of the ordinarly. Here in Southern California, even in the most conservative venues, being a crossdresser is still not very stressful. How nice!!!!
Love always,
Elizabeth