The Princess and the Plague: 47

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The Princess and the Plague
Part 47
By Anistasia Allread

“What's the matter?” Erika's mother asked as they got into the car.

“I don't want to go through puberty.” she said. “I was told that I could take blockers to keep from growing chest hair or my voice changing.”

“Are you sure you don't want to try things out as a boy again?” her mother asked without any malice in her voice.

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“That soon?” Erika was shocked.

“I think it would be best.” the Neurosurgeon Dr. Varbozo nodded.

“That's like, next week.” Erika was stunned. She never expected to have to have the surgery that soon.

“You can have an extra week off for Thanksgiving.” Dr. Varbozo smiled. “Dr. Lipdick said that felt that your case warrented expedition. I have to agree with him. Brain tumors can be sneaky little things.”

“How long will she need to recover?” Mrs. Martin asked.

“Even though this is brain surgery. It's not too invasive. As long as she stays in good health and doesn't develop infection. A week to ten days post-op.”

“How long will she need to be kept in the hospital?” Mrs. Martin asked Dr. Varbozo

“We'll keep her in ICU for observation for a couple of days. It's just a formality, but when ever we operate on a heart or brain, we like to keep a close watch on our patients. After a day or so, and she is showing good recovery signs, we'll move her to med/surg room where she will stay another day or so, then you can take her home.”

“How long until I can get back on the cheer squad?” Erika asked.

“That will have to depend upon your recovery. Three weeks maybe at the soonest?” Dr. Varbozo smiled.

When will we start to see the results of the tumor being removed?” Mrs. Martin asked.

“The body will be in a bit of shock from the surgery, but it won't be too long before the brain will start to work at a more normal level.”

“What about hormone blockers?” Erika asked. “Dr. Lipdick said that I could take hormone blockers to prevent me from going through male puberty.

“I'll let you work that out with Dr. Lipdick, Erika, but for the first month or so after surgery, I advise that your body heal its self. We need to run some tests and make sure that surgery was successful, so I recommend that you hold off on taking your hormone blockers until we can see a posative result of our work.”

“But I don't want to go through male puberty.” Erika whined. “I'm trying to transition, and the more testosterone I produce the harder it will be for me to reverse if at all, when I start my HRT.”

“I'm sorry.” Dr. Varbozo stated, “But we need to make sure that the surgery was successful. It will only be a month or two.” he looked from Erika to her mother then back. “You'll have to talk this over with Dr. Lipdick.”

Erika was suddenly scared. Maybe she should call the whole surgery thing off. Everything that she has been working for could be undone with this surgery.

“Will she need to be awake during the surgery?” Mrs. Martin inquired.

“No. she will be sedated. Because we are going through her sinus cavity, we will have a very direct route to the tumor. We won't be disrupting very much brain tissue at all.”

“I won't lose my memory or forget how to talk or walk will I?” Erika asked. Her mind was still very much on the hormone issue, but coming out of surgery a vegetable was always a fear.

“The likelyhood of anything like that happening is almost nil.” Dr. Varbozo assured. He wrote something down in a file and smiled up at the two of them. “I'll have you go see my receptionist and we will schedule you for the day after Thanksgiving. Okay?”

Erika was numb.

“Okay. Then I'll also have you see our Anesthisiologist to go through his questions.” Dr. Varbozo stood up and escorted them out to his receptionist and bid them farewell.

“What's the matter?” Erika's mother asked as they got into the car.

“I don't want to go through puberty.” she said. “I was told that I could take blockers to keep from growing chest hair or my voice changing.”

“Are you sure you don't want to try things out as a boy again?” her mother asked without any malice in her voice.

“Don't start that again mom.”

“I was just asking.” She stated, “I'm sure Dr. Varbozo will let you take the blockers in a short while.”

“I hope so. I really don't want to go through that kind of puberty.”

“After I talked to your grandmother about what you are doing, she said she wanted new family pictures, so I'll be making an appointment to have them done in the next few days.”

“What did she say when you told her?” Erika asked uncertain if she really wanted to know.

“She had a lot of questions.” her mother told her. “A lot of questions that I didn't have the answers to.”

“She didn't freak?”

“She is concerned.”

“Concerned?”

“Like me, she is concerned for your safety as well as your future.”

“What about my safety?” Erika asked.

“If the wrong people find out about your. . . . change. They could hurt you physically as well as mentaly.”

“I'm well aware of what they could do.” Erika grumbled. “I've lived with it for the past couple of years as 'The Plague'.”

“They could also do things to your father and to me.” her mother stated.

“What could they do to you?” Erika asked.

“There are lunatics who could slash our tires, humiliate us in public, not allow us to shop at their stores. . . . People out there have been run off the road for just being gay, imagine what could happen if they found out that you were a boy? . . . Your father could lose his job, They might even fire bomb our house.”

“Where are you getting these ideas?” Erika was horrified.

“They are all over the place, in the news, on the net. As sophisticated as we, as a nation, like to think of our selves, we are slobbering buffoons.”

“Well, as a boy, I have already experienced a lot of those things, Mom. I don't want to experience them again, but I can and have handled them in the past.”

Her mother was quiet for a long minute. “I don't know if I can, Erika.” I have friends here in this community. I have a life here. It's bad enough that I haven't told them what has been happening. They have been questioning, but I have been vague with what is going on. . . . This isn't easy for me.”

“Why would Dad, lose his job because of me changing genders?”

“People in high places of power can have strange ideas, or phobias. If they feel that your father is an immoral person because his biological son wants to change gender, then they could make up a reason to be rid of him.

“That's just stupid.” Erika scoffed.

“It doesn't matter if it is stupid or not. It is how our society is, and a possablity of can happen.” her mother stated. “Your father loves you very much. He will do anything for you, even if it would cost him his job, his livelyhood.”

“Does Dad's boss know?” Erika asked.

“Not that I know of. . . yet. But, like with me, people are starting to ask questions, and I'm not sure what to tell them.”

“Your son is a fairie cross dresser isn't much to brag about, huh.” Erika stated.

“I love you, Eric.” she used his real name, “I just don't know how to handle this .”

“One day at a time, like me.” Erika sighed.

“Anyway,” her mother went on, “Your grandmother says since you are choosing this path that she wants pictures of her granddaughter to replace the pictures of her lost grandson.”

“I didn't die.”

“In a way you have. I had a son for fifteen years. Your grandmother had a grandson for fifteen years, now we have to change everything to having a new daughter, a new grand daughter. It's not just how we think of you or treat you, it is also pictures of you, how we talk about you to friends and family who have already known you as a boy. It's not like we can just tell them, 'My son decided that he is a girl'. People just don't understand that.”

“Where are we going?” Erika asked.

“Well, since your school is about to let out for the day, I thought we would stop and get some groceries. The cupboards are bare.”

“I need to go to cheer practice.” Erika reminded.

“I'll drop you off on the way home.”

“But I can't miss practice, they are starting to get ready for competition.”

“You'll be missing quite a lot of practice in the next few weeks.”

“I know.” Erika's voice dropped in sadness.

“If you are going to be a girl, then you'll need to learn to shop.” her mom parked the car.

“Is this something I have to learn right now?”

“I need to get groceries and I don't want to be driving back and forth all day. This is on the way to your school and then I can go home.”

“Fine.” Erika got out of the car. She grabbed a cart as they entered the store and began following her mom around.

“Store's are set up to psychologically make you buy.” her mother told her. “Have you ever noticed that most stores put their produce up front where you enter?”

Erika nodded.

“The bright colors and freshness entice you to buy food items that you don't always eat.” She lectured. “Look how the bakery is situated near the check out.”

Erika followed her gaze.

“The smell fills the store making you hungry. But is stronger near the end of your shopping visit. You've been smelling the fresh baked bread or cinnamon rolls for so long that by the time you are ready to leave, you decide to add those to your cart.”

“And I need to know this, why?” Erika rolled her eyes.

“So you don't over pay at the grocery store.” her mom told her. “Oh, and never go shopping when you are hungry. That is one of the most important rules.”

“Because?”

“When you are hungry, all food sounds good so you end up buying more than you planned on.”

She followed her mom down to the end of one of the isles.

“See the big sign on this end display?” her mom asked.

“Yes.”

“This looks like a good sale, doesn't it.”

“I guess.”

“Well, it isn't. This is the normal price, but because of it's location and the big sign, people think it is on sale.”

“That's sneaky.”

Her mother froze in place. “Quick, lets go down this isle.”

“Why?”

“I just saw Cathy.”

“Who?”

“Cathy, from the neighborhood.”

“So.”

“So, she knows you as the little boy who played with her daughter, Stephanie.”
“The creepy cat lady?” Erika asked.

“She isn't creepy.”

“She's got like forty cats.” Erika stated. “That is creepy.”

“Is that you, Nancy Martin?” Cathy smiled as she came down the isle.

“Oh, Hi.” Erika's mom greeted.

“Hello. It has been a long time since we have seen one another. I'd almost think that you are avoiding me.”

“Don't be silly, Cathy.” Erika's mom said, “We've just been busy.”

“I haven't seen your son around since last spring. Stephanie says that he was seen at the mall last September. I guess someone pulled a prank and pushed him into a fountain? What has he been up too?” She asked.

Erika blanched at the reminder of the fountain day.

“He's staying with his grandmother right now.” Erika's mother lied. “Have you met my, um, my niece?”

Cathy looked past Erika's mother and looked her up and down. “Heavens, this is your niece?” she asked in disbelief. “I'd have thought she was your younger sister. My she looks a lot like Eric, but so beautiful. Hi, I'm the Nancy's neighbor, Cathy.”

“Pleased to meet you, Cathy.” Erika dipped a small curtsy like Tricia had taught her. “My name is Erika Summers.”

“Oh, another Eric like name. Does it get confusing keeping the two of you straight?” She asked.

“Sometimes.” Erika assured her with honesty.

“Are you staying with your Aunt Nancy?”

“Yes, for the school year. My parents are going through some stuff.” Erika couldn't believe she had just lied like that. What was her mother going to think?

“I should introduce you to my daughter Stephanie.” Cathy smiled. “You two could do some scrap booking together.”

Scrap booking? Really? Erika thought. Then she realized who Stephanie was. Erika choked back a groan, and forced a smile.

“It was nice seeing you Cathy.” Erika's mom smiled. “We have a lot to do and little time to do it in.”

“Of course, of course.” Cathy grinned. “I've got to get some Fri skies for my Charles. He is just so picky about what he eats. You know how cats are.”

Erika waved and turned away to keep from embarrassing herself and her mother. Stephanie was a girl that was too weird for anyone to pick on. She wore handmade dresses with ruffles that usually had cats or kittens somewhere included in it's design. She wore her long dark hair in two braids that she pinned up in a circle on the back of her head and usually had her nose in book. If it wasn't books by long dead authors such as Dickens it was cheesy romance. She was in a world of her own, very much like her mothers.

“Oh, she is just strange.” Erika's mother muttered after they had turned into a different isle.

“Creepy.” Erika stated.

“Okay, Creepy. I don't remember her being that creepy before.”

“Oh it has gotten a lot worse after her husband left them.”

Erika's mother shuddered.

“Don't you dare make me go scrap booking with Stephanie.” Erika warned. “I've worked hard to get out of 'the plague' stigma. I don't need to get thrown back into it by being seen with Stephanie.”

“I don't know, Scrap booking would be something you could do while you are recovering in the hospital.” Her mother grinned.

“I'm going to be too busy playing on my computer, watching unlimited cable, and sleeping.” Erika gave her mother a stern look.

“Oh, look here.” Erika's mother pointed to a display of food items. See what the sign says?”

“Three for five.” Erika stated.

“So how much are they apiece?”

“I don't know.”

“Precisely.” her mother smiled. “Most shoppers are too lazy to do the math in their head, so they think they are getting a sale, when In actuality they are paying more.” her mother stated. “Three for five means that each item is a dollar sixty-six each.” She peeled the sales sticker up revealing a price label underneath.

“Mom, what are you doing?” Erika hissed.

“Look.” her mother stepped back to allow Erika to look. “The original price is a dollar fifty, so this sale means that you are paying eleven cents more per item.”

“Its only eleven cents, mom.” Erika rolled her eyes.

“Those eleven cents add up to twenty to thirty dollars by the time you leave the store.”

Erika was surprised. “that much?”

“How do you think I can afford some of my clothes or getting my hair done?” She smiled. “I save here in the store and use that money for extras.”

“So how do you know if something is really a sale or not?”

“After shopping for a while you tend to remember what prices things are and you go from there.

“Can we hurry up? I'd like to get to practice.” Erika sighed.

“Okay, okay.” her mother nodded.

--o0o--

“There you are.” Tricia greeted her as she entered the gym.

“Why are you here?” Erika asked.

“I want to be with you.” Tricia's hand found the back of Erika's nape and pulled her lips to her for a kiss.

“I'm just trying to learn the new routines and painting signs for this weeks game.”

“I know.” Tricia smiled. “have you checked your email lately?”

“No, Why?”

“Matt, from camp is coming with his school's team to be at this game.”

“Yeah?”

Tricia nodded. “I think he wants to get together after the game. I think he still has a crush on you.”

“Great.” Erika rolled her eyes.

“How did the Doctor's appointment go?”

“The surgeon wants to do surgery the day after Thanksgiving.”

“That soon?”

Erika nodded.

“Hi Erika?” Taylor greeted, a bit winded from dancing.

“Hi.”

“I've got a bunch of paper and poster boards over in the corner there for you.” She took a deep breath. “I figured you can watch us as we learn this new dance.”

“Thanks. Is it okay if Tricia helps?”

“Sure.”

“I've got a date for surgery.” Erika blurted out.

“Oh?” Taylor raised an eyebrow.

“Thanksgiving weekend.”

“How long will you be out?”

“They say it'll be a couple of weeks to a month before I can dance. Is that okay?”

“We'll see how fast you can learn the routine.” She bit her bottom lip. “It doesn't leave a whole lot of time.”

“I'll understand if I can't do it.” Erika voice cracked a bit.

Taylor stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Erika. “I'm just glad you are going to be getting better.”

“Thanks.”

Erika and Tricia went to work on the posters. Erika roughed in a design and Tricia colored in the stuff that needed color.

“You sure you don't know 'the Plague', Eric Martin?” Taylor asked standing over the two of them.

Erika nearly jumped out of her skin.

To be continued. . .

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a note from the author

hello all.

Just wanted you to know that this is FICTION. the medical and science mentioned may not be acurate but this is just a story.

I'm still trying to leave options to go one way or the other in the close of this story.

Hope you all have a great year this next year.

My resolution is to finish HaP.

Thanks again for reading and commenting.

A.A.

I just hope, that Erica will

I just hope, that Erica will go whole way. If she would stay boy, that would be thing really hard to understand after all of it. As for medical, it doesn't need to be really accurate, but there mustn't be obvious error. At least thats what I think.
Happy New Year
Robin

Can't wait

I have enjoyed this story very much and I can not wait to see how it ends.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Happy New Year - What a

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Happy New Year - What a great present, thanks A.A.!

Another good chapter. Not so sure what to think about Grandmother from this. And of course Mom is now taking a new tactic of trying to scare Erika and putting the guilt trip on her about putting her and her father at risk for ridicule. She is certainly not giving up yet, I hope Erika relates that conversation to her father and Dr. Barts!

I'm a little disappointed in Erika's reaction about Stephanie, Erika knows better then to treat someone as an outcast, or should, though clearly Cathy would be a problem.

Taylor is going to figure this one out shortly, and of course now that the lie that Erika Summer is Eric Martins cousin is out there, its going to get spread, just you wait...

Oh what tangles we weave when we practice to decieve....

Seems like we are back tied to that train track with the Perils of Princess & the Plague...

Queue the organ music please....

Hugs,

Kristy

Go either way! ?????

Gosh, after enduring what the "Plague" did, I simply can't imagine "going either way"!!!! I know that I have changed my tune over the last months, but I just can't help it. The idea of her going back to being a boy, just feels um Wrong, so wrong. :(

Khadijah Gwen

Can't agree more

... it certainly would be out of character at this point that she would suddenly want to go back to being a boy. It feels very wrong to me too.

Happy New Year Miss Anistasia! *hugs*.

Kim

Erika Was Adamant About Being On Blockers

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Erika was adamant about being on blockers and distressed when the doctors wanted to keep her off of them for two weeks. That sounds like someone who knows who she is and that is a girl. It is a typical reaction among those of us who have been in her shoes. I wish I would have had the option of blockers at her age. I would have jumped at the opportunity to prevent any male characteristics. If Erika was confused about who she was, then she wouldn't have been bothered so much. Her mother seems to be playing the guilt card on her trying to convince her to give up just so the family can save face. I still don't trust her or Grandma. They are still trying to work the angles. They're just being more subtle about it. I just hope that she remains Erika when the dust settles. Great chapter as usual AA and Happy New Year!

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The Princess and the Plague: 47

Very interesting time between Erika and mother. But still think that she needs to be wary in case mom is waiting to call the preacher again. she pretty much revealed her attitude.

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May Your Light Forever Shine

If Taylor's Still Concerned...

...about similarities between Erika's and Eric's drawing style, Erica might be able to sidestep the issue by saying her style was influenced strongly by an online comic strip artist, and refer Taylor to Eric's site. (Sounds as though Taylor ought to recognize the site as Eric's work however he signed it.) Certainly not foolproof, but probably more likely to pan out than a complete denial. (Adding Taylor to the list of folks in the know still sounds to me to be something to be avoided if there's any choice, short of some kind of Mutually Assured Destruction-type tradeoff.)

So Erika's scheduled for surgery the day after the family Thanksgiving confrontation, with the TG aunt and the fundamentalist family members (but not Grandma) on hand. Erika may actually look forward to sedation after that encounter...

Another good chapter, A.A. As you said in the comment, there's still plenty of ways that this can move.

Eric

Priorities

If they're going through the sinus, does that mean they won't have to shave her head?

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I had a business associate who had a suspected tumor on the pituitary. It turned out to be a cyst. Normally for this type of operation they do go through the sinus cavity. The pituitary is in the center area near the base of the brain. In my associate's case they went through the roof of the mouth, through the sinus cavity and into the brain. Modern techniques might allow going through the nasal passage. I'm not sure about that. However, the main thing is there is no need to shave Erika's head and go through the outer skull. Portia

Portia

Princess! Princess! Princess!

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I still say it's obvious which way Erika should and will go. C'mon! :p

This was a short, fast chapter, but it looks like things are moving forward. I hope Erika gets what she wants and needs.

I guess I didn't like the scene with the cat lady. It wasn't nice to put her and her daughter down just for being different. I'd have thought that Erika would've learned to be more tolerant after being persecuted as the Plague for so long.

Thanks very much for the chapter.

- Terry

Erika Didn't...

Erika didn't put them down. What she did was express her discomfort with them, privately, to her mother. To the cat lady herself, Erika was polite and respectful, displaying perfectly acceptable manners and causing no discomfort to the woman.

That is true Pippa, but her

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That is true Pippa, but her attitude about not wanting to be seen with Stephanie does not sit well with me considering her Plague status prior to becoming Erika. I would think that Erika would be somewhat sensitive to such things. In fact if you think about her reaction to the freshman being teased with the bananna she was, so I really felt that was a bit out of character for Erika, and it disappointed me about her. (Not in A.A. because unfortunately it is not unrealistic!)

Hugs,

Kristy

But it is a sad fact that

the oppressed are not necessarily sensitive to the oppression that they commit themselves. Indeed, what is learned at the hands of others is often visited upon those even less fortunate. Teenagers are particularly susceptible to that phenomenon. They may seem almost adult, but are very often only beginning to learn true empathy for others. Even in adults, caring can be a very selective thing.

But it might only take a tiny incident for Erika to gain perspective and decide that Stephanie should not suffer for her mother's strange ways. As a pretty girl, she has much more leeway in being "different" from the crowd. I remember a girl at our high school who wanted to become a nun. I never found out if she did, but there were no snide comments from anyone that I ever heard about. That was because the girl in question was very pretty. If she had been plain or overweight, there would have been plenty of nasty comments about why she wanted to be a nun. As it was, there were just a lot of guys who thought it was such a waste. Of course, if and when Erika's true background comes out, she will be feeling doubly pressured in conforming in all other ways.

SuZie

SuZie

I agree suZie, which is why

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I agree suZie, which is why I said that it was unfortunately realistic, but I am still disappointed in Erika over it.

Hugs,

Kristy

Mom is evil

Maybe it is just easy for me to see Mom as evil, because of the evil visited upon me by my parents. I do not trust Erica's mom.

AA, you of course have the Poetic License to take this story where you wish to. I am just having a hard time trying to see how Eric would feel that he had anything to go back to? Of course, the operation could turn him into a 6'6" 250lb giant, and then he could engage in some recreational but good natured revenge. I can just picture him carrying two of his tormentors around by the scruff of their necks! giggle.

Khadijah

Erika stays, full stop.

After the emergence of Erika in 66 chapters worth of Camp K plus 45+ chapters of P&P (so over 100 chapters combined), I can't really imagine Erika deciding to revert to being Eric - for a start, you'll have the majority of readers in uproar! Sure there are still problems ahead (like breaking the news about the transition to the community - but that's something that should be discussed with the psychologist before going too far down the 'inventing a story' route)

As for the month before blockers are introduced, presumably if the body's androgen levels are suddenly increased in the aftermath of the tumor removal, it will take a period of time for the levels to build up - so there's a chance they won't be able to cause much in the way of puberty during that month.

 
 
--Ben


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As the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body, then only left-handers are in their right mind!

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I'm glad to see more regular updates to this great story. I think my only qualm for this update, I guess, is that it ended in a weird place. Maybe it's just me, but it feels awkward to end a story in the middle of a conversation, like that, when you know that Taylor is really going to say "Because you look a lot like him... are you cousins?"

you are right

You are right about it ending in an akward location. My only defense is that I was tired and had a head ache when I got to that point and had wanted to post. I'll try and put the brakes on and wait until a better stopping point before posting next. I also was in a bit of a hurry to get to work on HaP. I am apologize for the discomfort.

A.A.

Danger! Danger!

A little scary, now... both for the family and for Erika.

I noticed your note about "this is fiction" -- I hope people aren't bothering you about medical details. Just damn the torpedoes and write your story. Don't let backseat drivers spoil your fun.

big hugs,

Kaleigh

Trouble

This is going to get ugly

hugs :)
Michelle SidheElf Amaianna

the drawing connection

well, that almost had to happen ...

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