Different. But not bad different.

"We're going to have you under observation for a few days. Other than that you'll be free to go. As far as I know, it's relatively easy to change your name and your sex on your financial and legal documents so that shouldn't be too much of a problem.", Dr. Anderson says after finishing John's initial examination post-treatment. "You'll be accommodated in one of the rooms in the hospital down the street. If you could do us a favor Mr. Corsico and not let anyone know for the time being of what occurred here. I'm sure you understand that this is going to give us some PR issues as a result of this... complication."

John nodded his head in agreement and replied, "Believe me, I would prefer this remain our secret for now. This is... very strange I'll admit, and unexpected, but you saved my life. There's not much I could do to sufficiently repay you."

Mr. Corsico was set up in room 93B on the third floor overlooking a dreary concrete and steel corporate landscape with a bed and a modest bathroom. His experience up until now as a woman had been a surreal one. He was still himself on the inside, the accumulated knowledge and memories of sixty six years as a man, but his body was tender like a new born baby. He definitely understood that his being had been reconfigured from the cellular level. He could feel it with every pitch in his walk. He sensed temperature, touch, impressions much more intensely than in his old body. Where previously he had been numb and in pain, now he seemed to feel and sense too much.

He walked into the bathroom as soon as he was set up, he stood in front of the mirror and took his hospital gown off. He did it slowly as to savor the confusing intoxication of being the subject and object of attraction simultaneously. It was a disorienting but fascinating development. He held his right breast up feeling the heft of it and then did the same with the left. He then turned his body to the right to do a profile holding his arms above his head and said to himself amused, "Now we know how the other half lives..." A sly smirk drew across his --- her face as she contemplated the possibilities. She drew a bath for herself and let her mind blank out like it did in the transgenome tank.

A new lease on life...