I’ve spent all day lying around in bed, taking it easy after a minor operation in hospital yesterday (it’s ok, I’m fine!) but it does mean there’s no excuse to not write a new blog post or two.
The operation went well, but there were a few unexpected moments of gender confusion cropping up. Because I’ve not changed my name yet, I’m still officially a guy on paper. So when the nurse came into the waiting room to call for me and didn’t see any men there, she decided I must have run off and went to get a search party together to find me!
Then later on, when I was asked to go and sit on a bed until my surgery time, one of the male patients started questioning me to find out why I was there (was I waiting for a ‘male friend?’), and then grumbled to the nurse about them making girls wait in the men’s ward.
I guess I should be pleased that I get this reaction and, don’t get me wrong, I am. But I do still find it weird because it always happens when my mind is on other things. Like going through security at an airport, or when I’m stressing about an operation. I was always a bit worried that if I changed my name it’d be really, really awkward if someone misgendered me, but these days I seem to confuse people more as I am now!
Another hint perhaps that I should get this whole ‘full-time’ thing moving sooner rather than later…