Some Fine Day

This is the story of how Emery Walters became whom he was supposed to be.<br><br>I knew I was male at an early age, something that was a societal no-no in the 1950s and still is in parts of the country today. Burying my male identity, I strove to be the best woman possible. But after raising my four wonderful children from two debilitating marriages, I found myself alone and nearly penniless. That was when Emery asserted his identity.<br><br>Life became better with the shift from female to male, a third marriage, and a wife who, herself, transitioned from male to female.

Emery C. Walters · LGBT+

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Chapter 84

In the meantime, I get to have medipren, vicodan, a bone scan, more spinal x-rays, and physical therapy.

Other than snickering at me for going blank at the sign in desk and not remembering where I was supposed to sign some more, and discussing her back problems, gender change and work halfway through the visit, it was great to have my spouse along.

She was fully ready to take the rest of the day off and stay home, but after the visit and the steam coming out of my ears, and the shock and terror in my eyes, she decided she would go in to her office after all. Huh! I didn’t think I was that rude—I only said shut up twice, only glared at her once (and I don’t really ‘glare’ glare, it was more like one eyebrow up and my eyes widened with a ‘What the hell are you doing?’ I really don’t think I frighten anyone with that, it’s just caution on her part, I think. (Move away from the crazy man, move away veerrrryyy slowly).

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