  I was a touch uncertain of how the panel discussion would go, uncertain of what I would say. In the few minutes I had to prepare before I got going, I tried to outline a few moments of my coming out story that I expected I should touch on. Also trying at the same time to anticipate what the class would want to hear me address. All comments from the class were thoughtful and coming from a respectful place. All but the one lesbian woman who wanted to know why none of us spoke about the positive experiences we had, why all we spoke about was the trauma associated with our difference. Um, because you asked us to share our coming out stories? Like, how much time do we each have? Five minutes? Yeah, Im not up there to dictate a book. And shit, how much shit in general did we all four leave out. I also left out the sandwhich I ate one day in the cafeteria. Anyway, it was awkward trying to clarify how its the painful parts we remember most.
I think she just wanted to highlight her own fabulous experience coming out. Dumb chick. There's always one of them. The real excitement was right before the class began and Daniel walked in to warn us that he heard that Aneil Rallin was coming to listen. My heart sped up with a quite literal fight/flight response. Im quite clearly not a fan of the boy. My voice was strong and sharp: What? Thats just what he heard, he said. Thank bloody god he didnt show.
I was half preparing a underhanded comment just for him. Maybe something like, Theres always /someone/ out there who projects their own insecurities onto people. Maybe then say hello to him. Ankle still broken. Letha (man, I just love her) was in the class, and she and I spoke a bit after the class. Mentioned to me the likely chance that I break my ankle even worse now that the break has begun  if I dont get it fixed soon.
Shes right. Injuries happen on top of other ones, exploiting the weaknesses. Its proving to be much more complicated to treat it now that I found out that my insurance has been cancelled. And the COBRA insurance information didnt arrive until two full weeks after theyd cancelled me, leaving no time to make a seamless transition of the matter. Bastards! Well, I suppose Im not too terribly surprised seeing as though they should have been informed of my p&s status and cancelled me months ago.
seems that once they realized their blunder, they went to it right away. (its been hard to type with a cat on my chest and another one circling the waters below me) So Im still not sure how I can get this fixed. Buy an aircast and try doing it myself? then pay for another xray in 6weeks? Maybe itll be at least 400 to get it casted. Jesus, these lovey cats. Feline pilot fish. 
