Name Change

like having someone else give me permission to live my life, as if someone could
like ending 30 years of mental anguish
no more "well your name is John Smith you better act like it"
no more awkward moments at the bank, the store, every time I by cigarettes, of course all the mail
Die name and die quick.... you couldn't be forgotten soon enough
like making a wrong, right
like a slave set free ...walking and creating there own path with every step
like making my life.... my own business
like being able to begin to forgive myself for all the times I should have done this sooner in life and didn't
like healing me from the inside out

Rite Aid = Wrong Aid update

Hello and thanks so much for your kind comments and for re-posting this blog.

I should start with saying a huge thank you to Karin at Humboldt Unity and Matt at the Transgender Law Center for being incredible people and helping to make sure that this type of discrimination doesn't happen to someone else in our community.

I have tried to add a link to the letter written on my behalf from the Transgender Law Center to several Rite Aid executives and local Management. They were also very help full with sending me the direct link to the complaint forms for the California Pharmacy Board and a public accommodations complaint with the California Dept, of fair employment and housing.

I would still like to ask everyone locally to tell someone you know not to use Rite Aid.

Thanks again everyone.
Jennifer

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Pharmacist Discriminates Transgender

You are not gonna believe what happened to me at the Rite Aid in McKinleyville the other day.
I had dropped my prescription off earlier like around one and went back around four as usual for the past six months. This
Prescription wasn’t for the usual patches of estrogen , but for Injectable. Jessie stayed
in the car with a sleeping Billy and I took Johnny in with me. I checked in that I was there to pick up my
Prescription. The lady checked but didn’t find it then told me it was in line, and then told me that the pharmacist would like to speak
with me. This whole time Johnny and I were just having a blast playing around as two year old's do.
The pharmacist tells me with my son on my hip "ah what’s this with the two names?' and "this is not a normal prescription".
I eagerly explain that I'm a transsexual (in the crowd) and I'm on hormone replacement therapy and this is my prescription and this is my preferred name ,but this name is the one on my ID and Medi-cal info.
He Says "So the state is supposed to pay for this" and "I don't know if I should be part of this" causing chuckles in the crowd. Like I'm a criminal deviant of some sort.. I replied
"I have a medical condition that requires a prescription and I have Medi-Cal. So what is the problem Sir?" I then turned and walked away.
I went outside and told Jessie what just happened and she tore in there and got my prescription for me.
I was pretty shook up. We dove to Lima's in McKinleyville and I went up and said to the girl behind the counter "I'm a Transsexual
and I have a prescription for my hormones and I just want to know up front if anyone here has a problem with filling it or thinks that the state shouldn't pay for it."
The girl was very nice. And so was the Pharmacist she introduced me too. I almost cried when he told me things were going to be OK. I was pretty shook up. And still upset about it, now five days later.
I plan on posting this and accompanying the Pharmacist name with it before I send it to Rite Aid and to the board of Medicine. I definitely am going to complain because I expect a medical professional to be just that and not some ignorant moron you might meet on the street.

Jennifer Baker