I understand that my body is changing. I did not ask for it to change, it is happening anyways. My testosterone levels have been dropping for about ten years now (I'll be 57 in 2 months) and that is normal. But since my wife died 7 years ago I have not slept well. I usually get 3-5 hrs of sleep, in the past few months it's more like 3-6 hrs. Rarely do I sleep more than 6 hrs. I recently investigated the causes of low testosterone in men and found that age 40+ the levels decrease, this is natural.

Well, I was discharged yesterday (Weds 12th), a process that took all afternoon. I'm home and attempting to pick up the pieces of life again.

I'll draw a veil over the hospital experience since a lot of you have been there and done that. I'm just glad I wasn't as badly off as some of the other poor sods on my ward.

Hey Everyone!

The Baby is Coming!

Soon.... Actually.... Tomorrow!

(Please Keep Reading)

Cat scan found no cats, colonoscopy found no punctuation marks, blood test shows lower sugar, eye test shows beginning cataracts but again, sadly no other cats than the two who already own our home. Back brace helps but my day was sponsored by the letter L and the number 7. But.... I know who I am and how much of Andrea remains a vital part of me.... so......

As some of you may or may not know, I've been working extremely hard on the next great trans novel. It is a good story, about a middle school teacher and a troubled student with a panache for misbehaving. They butt heads in the beginning of the book until the teacher realizes the kid is harboring a secret and his tough guy image is just a facade to keep people from finding out the truth about him.

Tom Clancy, author of Red Storm Rising, The Hunt for Red October and many other great novels, has died at the age of 66. So long, Mr. Clancy, and thank you for many, many hours of adventure and intrigue.

I had loads I could have done today, from mowing grass to doing laundry to riding my bike. I was too tired or lazy to do any of them. I didn't even get dressed but have sat about in my nightdress all day reading Snafu - I'd quite like to do another chapter of that if I can find the energy and I'm quite pleased with some of the earlier chapters.

Can someone please help me? I had to change laptops as my old one died, & I lost a thread I was reading called The Last of the Fey, & I cant remember the author. Getting old is a real pain & the memory goes first Thanks

Last July I revisited Aviano Air Base north of Venice, Italy. We spent three days driving around the area, and spent one day following The Prosecco Road in the Treviso Province of the Veneto to the west of Aviano. It is beautiful country. We found the vineyards where the grapes of our favorite prosecco are grown. We also learned the hard way about the changes in European cars that have not reached North America. One being that the engine stops when you come to a full stop.

There is a writer here, who, despite making some very good stories, has a terrible tendency to put herself down, and say she's not really a writer.

The name Wendy is taken, so I added my middle name on my user ID also. OddPOV is now Wendy Jean. I'm still a very odd person, but I have found I was not as different as I once thought I was. It was lonely thinking you were a pervert that had to hide for over 40 years. I now know I am neither a pervert or alone. I am me, and I am how I was made by God.

I don't recall much, other than the main character is able to switch from male to female, works in a store as a piano player and is the witness to a crime and the criminal is looking for the male side, but is hitting on the female side. Any ideas?

And it was on this site, I do believe, but I could be wrong

People don't interact with each other, not really. We interact with an image we have built up in our minds. We see each other but we don't. We build this picture of what and who a person is and every action of that person, every word they say, is filtered through what we expect. Dirty Jew, stupid black, arrogant cracker, nasty queer, stereotypes are the foundation of these images. Large brush strokes we impose on people and of which we expect them to adhere, even if we must change the facts to make them do so.

This will be my last post as OddPOV. I am updating my user name to match my new self, it will be some variation of Wendy. We tell our loved ones we don't change to comfort them with our new selves. The core remains, the soul if you will, but the fact is we do change, a lot. I have.

It was good to meet up with Mads and the rest of the crew on Friday evening for dinner at a very reasonably priced carvery to fortify us for the stresses of the next two days.

I am with out a pc right now and use the one in the public library so I will be here off and on. Hope everyone is well.

Well, it’s not much yet, but I do have a new website up and running. You can find it at www.mnthomasbooks.com. Stop by, take a look, and let me know if you have thoughts. I built this site myself, and having never done one before, there is a lot of room for improvements, which will go along with a lot for education for me.