Excerpt 2 from TRAPPED

Six Three months went by like a flash, and before Jose knew it his beard, which had once been heavy and course, began miraculously to be less noticeable. In another three months it had nearly disappeared and he gave up shaving. He was delighted to find that he was forming small breasts. These new outcropping on his chest were a bit painful, especially to the touch, but this was of little or no concern to Jose who would put up with almost anything to have the breasts of a woman. There also was a marked change in his voice, it now had a high pitched feminine quality that pleased him to no end. In fact, Jose signed up for singing lessons and learned a few sexy songs that he later would incorporate into his striptease acts at the club. The most amassing thing of all, and what delighted him most, was the change in those awful male appendages between his now shapely female appearing legs. They were becoming smaller by the day. He measured his penis every week and it was now only an inch and a half long and no bigger around than a crayon. Jose knew, of course, that it would never go completely away, but it was much easier to live with than it had been before estrogen therapy and he was very thankful for that. Jose went to a local dress shop and bought a new wardrobe featuring the latest women's fashions. Dresses, underwear, stockings, bras, shoes, hats the whole shebang. His next stop was the expensive beauty solon on Havana's main boulevard where the hair dresser, who specialized in the latest hair styles , transformed his long black hair into flowing blond ringlets that covered his rather oversized masculine appearing ears. He also made an appointment with Miami's top beautician. She showed him how to apply makeup in ways that he could not have imagined. Jose walked out of her shop looking like a women who had just stepped out of a glamour magazine. Well, he might not have quite as beautiful as Christine Jorgensen, but pretty close. Seven It took some time, but after several weeks of practice, Jose learned how to walk like a woman and apply makeup in such a way that it would hide what little remained of his beard. It also took some time to learn how to arrange his dyed hair the way the hairdresser had done when he first visited her salon. But, the more Jose worked at it the better he got and after three weeks of practice he was ready for his first real test. Jose rang the doorbell and waited anxiously for his mother to answer the door. Maria opened the door and addressed the stranger standing at her apartment door. She obviously, didn't have a clue. "Oh, come on mama don't you recognize your own son, it's me, Jose." With that she fainted and he barely was able to catch his frail mother before she fell to the floor. He picked his mother up and carried her to the well worn yellow couch which had been a fixture in the small living room since she had first rented the apartment 15 years before. Jose wiped her forehead with a wet dishrag and she opened her eyes a few seconds later. She still didn't recognize her only child and Jose had to explain for a second time who he was. She stared at him in disbelief. The disbelief turned to a state of horror when her mind leapt back to the time when she had discovered him wearing her panties and bra 15 years ago. She came instantly to the realization that Dr. Alvarez had been dead wrong in his optimistic prognosis. Her son had not outgrown his condition. On the contrary, the sexual fantasy that afflicted her son had completely consumed every pore of his body and seemed to have invaded his very sole. Jose spent the next hour explaining what had happened to him over the past several months, including his consultations with the world famous psychiatrist Professor Miller at the University of Miami. She seemed to accept what he was telling her, but then, what other choice did she have but go along with his plans to change himself from a man into a woman. Thank God Alfredo is dead, she thought, he would certainly kill him with his bare hands, no doubt about that, none at all! Jose changed his name to Shalimar and got a job as a cocktail waitress at the El Pajaro. He could have made a lot more money as a hooker, but he was not, as yet, equipped to handle that occupation. Within six months the club's owner realized that he had a money maker on his hands and Senor Steelton gave him a chance to try out as a stripper. Shalimar was an instant success and within a few months became the clubs lead entertainer. She, he, worked hard and saved nearly every cent, socking it away in the local bank in anticipation of the surgery that would complete her transformation from the man she was to the woman she dreamed of becoming. Jose's mind was made up. If he couldn't get Dr Hasting to except him into the University of Minnesota's transsexual program, he would go to Denmark for the surgery, no matter how much it cost.

THE LOW-T SCAM

You can't turn on the TV or radio nowadays without seeing a commercial hawking some type of testosterone medication for men who are having problems in the bedroom. I spent most of my medical career treating men with prostate cancer and impotency and I want to share some of the things I learned about these two medical conditions with you in this blog. Early on in my quest to find a treatment for impotency, I discovered that most men who were suffering from erectile dysfunction had below normal levels of testosterone; however, the testosterone levels in impotent men were statistically no different from those, of the same age, that were not impotent. As it turned out most men over 55 years of age have low testosterone levels whether they were impotent or not. Most importantly, I determined that impotent men with low testosterone were not helped by testosterone supplementation irrespective of how the medication was administered. Testosterone is ineffective in the treatment of impotency because, in the vast majority of cases, erectile dysfunction is a result of vascular disease (reduced penile blood flow) and not low testosterone or any other form of hormonal imbalance. My studies showed that testosterone may increase a male's libido but it will not enhance his ability to achieve an erection. This was an extremely important observation because as males age their chances of developing prostate cancer increases with each passing year. Early on the cancer most often is slow growing, difficult to detect, and not of any significance to them. In fact, autopsy studies of males in their eighties, who died of non prostate related causes, have shown that 80% of them have undetected and asymptomatic foci of low grade cancer in their prostate glands. The significance of this finding, and why I am writing this blog, is that there is every reason to believe that the administration of testosterone to men with asymptomatic undetected prostate cancer will stimulate the growth of the cancer. I hasten to add that this belief is not supported by any study, that I am aware of, because no one in his right mind would give testosterone to a male with known prostate cancer. We do know, however, that eunuchs do not develop the malignancy, most likely because they do not have significant levels of testosterone. Thus, think twice before trying to solve your problems in the bedroom with over the counter testosterone preparations that have little or no chance of working and maybe potentially very harmful.

LETS KEEP OUR CHILDREN SAFE FROM DEMOCRAT GUN CARRYING LOONS!

Every time we have another school massacre the Demorats scream and holler about guns and demand that we pass stricter and stricter gun laws. However, as anyone with an IQ above 100 knows, guns do not kill people, people kill people. As a recent E-mailer pointed out, none of the recent mass murderers who carried out these horrendous events have been associated with the NRA or any other conservative group. Nope, they have all been liberal Demorats, every last one of them! Major Hasan, who gunned down killed 32 people at Fort Hood, was a registered Demorat. The two blood thirsty teenage killers at Columbine were too young to vote, but their parents were registered progressive liberal Demorats. The Virginia Tech. killer was a Registered Demorat. The Aurora Colorado mass murder was a registered Demorat who worked on Obama's campaign; was an lawless Occupy Wall Street participant; and a progressive liberal malcontent to boot. I think the message is clear, to keep our children safe, it's not the guns that we should be outlawing; rather, it is the liberal Demorats that we should be keeping a closer eye on. These people tend to be mentally unbalanced on good days and, on those not so good days, stark raving mad. There, of course, are just too many of them to lock up or confine in a mental institution. But we should be paying a lot more attention to these low-lives and a lot less attention to inanimate objects like guns. When all is said and done, it will not be the millions of lawful gun owners that bring this country to its collective knees. No, it will be the bleeding heart liberals who hate the Constitution, hate America, hate their very existence and will stop at nothing to force the rest of us into some type of socialist hell-hole utopia envisioned by their communist forefathers. Unfortunately, these self-serving misfits have the numbers on their side and, at this point in time, there is little we can do to stop them. Other than to stock pile guns and ammo that is! By the way Mable, our Founding Fathers didn't give us the Second Amendment so that we could put meat on our tables. No, these wise men gave us the right to bear arms so that we could defend ourselves against liberal tyrants like Barack Hussein Obama when they come to take away our God given rights of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness!