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Wednesday, 27 January 2010
I was born a mermaid trapped in a man's body. I was absolutely horrified that when I approached them for help, the fascist National Health Service did not take my condition seriously. As hard as it is to believe, when I went to my local Doctors' Surgery to ask for help, the bigoted monster who saw me told me that I needed a psychiatric assessment! Me! How dared he. You will be glad to hear that I took matters further and demanded that a meeting be set up with high management to discuss the abusive accusation that I was mentally unstable - I am not, nor ever have I been! I am a Mermaid, and it is a cruel trick of nature which trapped me in the body of a 240 pound 6 foot tall man.
At my initial interview when I told the Doctor I was a Mermaid, he told me that the NHS would pay for gender realignment surgery, and hormone therapy, as they take very seriously the mental implications of keeping a woman trapped inside a man's body. Fair enough. But can you imagine this - he told me that they do not take seriously the need for a fish trapped inside a human body to be freed from the oppression of having to use legs to move around. This is monstrous.
Following my first visit to the Doctor, I was pushed from one specialist to the next, doing a circuit of the top psychiatrists and surgeons, each having something new to tell me. They treated me as if I was some kind of freak! You would think that with the number of men having breast implants in the UK, that the NHS would be used to treating people who have been gender disadvantaged by the sexist, homophobic, naturocentric society which has forced people to keep their true identities secret. I spoke to several Napoleons, and a few Jesuses who had similar bad experiences - not one was allowed to lead a new French Empire, or to bring about the rapture. As I say, the NHS is full of bigots who see such great people as mad. Finally, after months of appointments, the NHS put me into surgery. Some petty bureaucratic types kept going on about how many thousands of pounds this treatment cost, but as it was free to me, why should I care?
The surgery was quite extensive and took up a great deal of time with the UK's best plastic surgeons. It took long enough to get into surgery though - what with all the unnecessary psychiatric evaluations. In the end, it was the help I got from the Israeli Transgender Alliance which pushed my treatment forward. Had it not been for their assistance I would have had to wait in the queue behind idiots who needed plastic surgery due to stupidly getting burnt in domestic fires! Honestly, the NHS have their priorities so screwed they like to treat people with third degree burns as a higher priority than those who, for no fault of our own, have to suffer the daily horror of being perfectly able in a personally dissatisfying body! Talk about selfish!
I now have a great pair of breasts, and the sexiest tail ever to be seen in land or water. I've also had my penis extended so that I can return to my native Hungary to become a Mermale porn star. Thanks to my friends in the Israeli Transgender Alliance, the abuse I had to go through will not be meted out to anyone else who needs to have their gender or species realigned. Those pathetic morons who get burnt in kitchen explosions will have to wait their turn behind those who really need help. I've passed this information on to my friends across the European Union and advised them to get to the UK pronto before the sucker state goes bankrupt and can't afford to have a Health Service!
Life is good! With my new identity and the massive payment I received from the NHS for their slow and inadequately compassionate 'service', I'm living the high life! Hooray for the imbeciles who pay their taxes!
Labels: Satire
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