CHAPTER 16
“BEFORE YOU ASK, a kind doctor did me a double mastectomy and a hysterectomy last year after three counsellors tried to talk me out of it. I told them how could I be a man with periods and size 42GG bazoomas? Oh, and the ‘other’ operation will be quite soon now thank God.” Jamie heaped spaghetti onto two plates and poured on a thick savoury sauce.
“Wasn’t that rather drastic?” Lyn did not know whether to laugh or not as she took a steaming plate. She wondered what the ‘other’ operation entailed, but decided not to pursue it.
“I’ve never been happier. I’m not female you see. I started testosterone injections some time ago and I can sing tenor in the church choir now, but not basso profundo yet. They seem to have accepted me there anyway. Unfortunately I was given a wom
