So Very Sapphic

As I sit in the breast specialist's office staring at a Georgia O'Keefe print and listening to "Come to my Window" playing softly in the background, I wonder if the irony is lost on them.

Then, an old white Catholic man peered into my breasts, as though they were crystal balls. 

● Reply hazy, try again

● Ask again later

● Better not tell you now

● Cannot predict now

● Concentrate and ask again

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to the MRI I go...and to get fancy, new-fangled genetic testing. 

25%...50%...80%...at what point do I ask my insurance company if they will cover a double mastectomy a la FTM, rather than a la normative-reconstruction? I am not interested in having bags of saline replace these ticking time bombs.