Woman
Woman Janet L. Stickney [email protected] When it happened, all I could do was lay there as they did it. I couldn't move a muscle, the drugs making me lay perfectly still. I was barely awake, I could hear them talking, I saw the flash of medical instruments once in a while, but other than that, nothing. Everything I used to define myself was being removed, replaced with what the doctor told me would also be fully functional, but I would be a woman, not a man. It was not the...