<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/e16d/6m5u0bvdpwg27w5zg.jpg)<br/><strong>Dr. Tangie Jensen, DO</strong><br/>Physician and Surgeon<br/><em>Gender Warrior!</em><br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾   (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14330571#msg14330571)</div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">The text message from the lab arrives as I’m drinking my morning coffee and petting my cat. She is elderly now and won’t be with us much longer, and we both know it. She’ll tell me when she’s ready to take the rainbow bridge and I’ll administer the pentobarbital myself. The message tells me the labs completed overnight and will be electronically sent to arrive at my office before 9. It’s Friday, my office is closed and I used the day to catch up and read the research journals. What I know of what Chloe has done may make all that obsolete.<br/><br/>In the office, I read the lab reports and reach out with Insight to the elder who accompanied Caoimhe yesterday. When she accepts my channel, I suggest we meet in Salem later this afternoon. The elder says that they are already at the mansion and that I may come for lunch at 1 pm. I agree. So at 10:30, I return home to make sure my cat is provided for and tell her I’ll be back tomorrow evening. She tells me she’ll be waiting. My Prius silently and efficiently carries me up the coast to Salem and fond memory guides me to the place where I learned the art. I’m met by the elder who tells me that we do not speak of Caoimhe to any other except us with Chloe. I lock the papers in the Prius and join the sisters on the sunny patio for a light lunch. As usual, my vegan needs are not merely encouraged but indulged.<br/><br/>After lunch, the elder invites us on a walk. I gather the papers from the Prius and we take the path to the glade where small circles meet. There on stone benches, we sit and I take out the lab reports.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “I assume I may speak freely in front of your friends, Caoimhe.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">She gives verbal assent.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “I prefer to speak, the language inside does not have all the words I need to tell you what this all means, even the parts that I understand. From what I understand, this is all good news. First, your sperm are viable and are capable of fertilizing ova. If you do not manage to gain an erection, then these could be transferred to the mother using laboratory techniques. I can do that if you wish.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Pause very briefly to let them all gather the impact.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “The genetic analysis of the sperm shocked our sister who works at the lab and she has suppressed the reports other than what I hold here in my hands. The sperm analyzed are extremely unlikely to can produce male offspring. They are mutants. I believe Chloe will understand the report better than I, so I’ll let her review these and then tell us what this means. If I did not know the story here, I’d be asking permission to share this with highly respected geneticists who specialize in gender studies.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">I hand the lab report containing the sperm analysis to Caoimhe. It’s for her to share with Chloe if she chooses. I feel a warm, mental pat on the back from the elder.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Your blood is almost that of a healthy female in her prime. The hormonal ratios are all nominal except the Progesterone is elevated. If I understood Chloe’s briefing, that’s the vehicle used to introduce the changes, so if you wish, she can perhaps glean more from this than I can. None of the information surprises me or causes me any concerns. The genetic data on the other hand is highly unusual as I believe we all expected. As I said, our sister has suppressed the reports at the lab and in a few days even your name will no longer exist in their records. She may lose her job for this but I believe she has guessed correctly as to what is covered here and is willing to take that risk. And don’t worry, I believe we can rescue her and find her equivalent if not better work elsewhere.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Sisters take risks for the art and accept the consequences, a lesson we all learn very early. Some have burned for it and accepted.</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “The lab ran three separate genetic samples. I suggest a full genetic profile be undertaken and can recommend a lab in Stockholm who can do that and can be trusted. The three separate samples are compared and rerun if they differ significantly. These do not with one noted and understandable exception. You’re a genetic female except parts of you aren’t. Maybe aren’t yet a genetic female but that’s where tests weeks or months apart might be needed. Everything suggests you should have female reproductive organs. A womb and ovary transplant from someone like your mother or a sister if you have one would have some likelihood of success. Again though, I believe Chloe is more capable than I of understanding these reports.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Hand the last of the reports to Caoimhe to pass on if she chooses. My hands are empty. The elder touches my Insight again and suggests I join her to meet Caoimhe and Chloe. The meeting is very interesting. I can see them all. Chloe and Caoimhe seem as though they’re in separate rooms and cannot see each other except as the elder might allow. The first thing I do so they all can see is I place all of the records in that special place where no one else can retrieve them. And then I enter into watchful waiting and prepare to learn.</span></span><br/><br/><br class="clear"/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Disclaimer!</div><div class="spoiler_body">  <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Palatino;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>This is for roleplay only. For RealLife™ medical services, please contact your RealLife™ doctor.</strong></span></span></div></div>