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Behind the Bolts, which was about why shopping at JoAnn fabrics is so frustrating long story short: And it wasn't funny! But then in I had the first of three abdominal surgeries that basically filled my existence with pain and sickness. I also developed frozen shoulder, an extremely painful condition that lasted for almost two years and is now trying to get going in my other shoulder.

I was constantly in pain, allergic to narcotics so unable to get even a smidge of relief except what I could get from ibuprofen, and wondering every day if this was my new normal. In , I had surgery to fix the second surgery that was done badly, and I was mentally prepared for more pain, but not for the infection that put me back in the hospital and kept me sick and weakened for several weeks.

It was never life-threatening, but there was a specter of further, more difficult surgeries that could result if the infection spread. I was put on strong antibiotics that made me ill and dehydrated, and eventually the source of the infection was found and they installed an utterly horrifying drain. Never have a plastic tube coming out of your abdomen with infected liquid dripping out of it that you have to collect and measure and describe if you can possibly help it.

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The drain and another antibiotic finally did the trick, and by mid-summer I was mostly recovered, with no residual pain. But it all took a toll—the surgeries, the shoulder, the deaths—and though I was better, I often felt like a different person than the one I had been four years before. When I realized I had made it all the way to the end of with only marginal and easily handled so far! I even made a public commitment to the cause, using my handy dandy magical thinking to try and make it happen just by declaring it so.

But I caught another curve ball, one I never saw coming. In February, my amazing, wonderful, smart, funny oldest child texted me from the bus on the way home from middle school while I sat in the car line awaiting to pick up my youngest from elementary school. The text read, "Mom, I think I'm transgender.

I don't know how to explain the swirl of emotions that come from receiving a text like that, and I suppose for every parent who goes through it the swirl is different, but the best I can do is say it was a mixture of fierce love with abject terror. But I made damn sure that my kid only saw the fierce love.

Knowing from our extensive research that affirmation gives kids the best chance at a happy and healthy life, we found a wonderful therapist who specializes in transgender issues and started attending a support group, and in June, on the first moment of summer vacation, we greeted the child we once thought was a daughter as our son, Miles.

That doesn't even begin to touch on the process that led us to that point, but I can assure you it is, for a parent, all-consuming—psychologically at least. And we are one of the lucky families. So many kids have unsupportive or skeptical parents, live in communities that have open anti-trans sentiment, and as a result there are many kids who are suffering with depression, self-harm, and suicidal ideation and attempts.

All of Miles' friends, every single one, has accepted and embraced him. All our neighbors and friends and family have done the same.

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We have had no issues with school or doctors, and there is a trans-focused health clinic nearby that takes our insurance. The therapist told us that on the whole we have a very happy, mature, and well-adjusted kid, and often tells us she wishes all the parents of kids she sees were like us.

And this is still the hardest thing my family and I ever been through. So, I girded my loins back in May and finished my second book. And then, after I got all the pre-orders signed and shipped, I sat down and asked myself, "What do you want? A few things were clear. Do I still want to write? Do I still want to make people laugh? Do I want to try in some way to be an advocate or ally for trans kids?

Damn right I do. A lot was—and is—unclear. Do I want to combine all those things? Hmmm, not sure about that. Do I want to reach kids or parents? Yeah, I don't know. Do I maybe just want to try and fundraise for organizations that do this far better than I ever can? Do I want to blog again, or just write novels?

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It's still cloudy over there. But I can tell you this.

I do have a novel to finish , and if you haven't already run away over my kid and if you have, buh-bye , I'd love for you to read it when I do. I want to write more of them someday. I think, with practice, I could be good at it. Posted by Megan at 6: Links to this post Email This BlogThis! This represents the best—or at least the most interesting—of my quilted output between now and That was when I first had a good way to hang quilts for photographing, and so the 10 or so quilts I made before that have only partial, dark photos.

They also mostly suck, which was why I had so much fodder for this blog in those early years. Longarm quilting by Amy Helton. Mini quilt, using our family motto for "try hard and believe in yourself. My design, based upon traditional dresden plate patterns. Breaking the Waves - My design, pieced by me and machine quilted by Lisa Sipes. UFO Lights - A bit of an experiment in both design and free motion quilting. Made using Sam Hunter's letter patterns from her book Quilt Talk and published in that book as part of a gallery of examples in Machine quilting by Lisa Sipes.

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Boho Mock Cathedral Window - Pattern can be found here. FMQ by little old me. That's half-square triangles. Though it's a traditional arrangement, it was my first attempt to make a quilt without a pattern. I named it George Jr because I thought it was so gorgeous it looked like George Clooney and a stack of Hoffman batiks made sweet, sweet love and had a baby.

Pattern is Boxy Stars by Bonnie Hunter. When my brother was diagnosed with brain cancer in , one of my readers gifted me a plane ticket so I could go see him when I couldn't afford to. This is the quilt I made for her in return. It was quilted by Lisa Sipes. Posted by Megan at 5: Thursday, July 19, Absentia.

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