"Calm?" I asked. "I wake up to find that my doctor thinks I'm a girl so he chopped up my Adam's apple and you ask if I've fine?"
"I did not chop you up. I corrected in juries. Will you allow me to explain?"
"Go ahead. It better be good."
"I am a specialist who has emigrated to this country. I had to remove a portion of your larynx to allow you to breathe properly, then I had to trim a portion off the damaged vocal cords."
"Specialist?"
"Yes I am Doctor Mokota Zim. I came here from Thailand."
"So that's why my voice is different, higher. What did you specialize in?"
I worked in a clinic for sexual reassignments as a plastic surgeon." He shrugged. "Good work but so limiting. But my experience helped when I reconstructed your face" He opened the file on his lap and handed me a picture. It showed what looked like raw hamburger. I gagged looking at him in shock.
"I looked like that when I came in ?"
"Yes."