"Gender Surgeon" Recants, Pt 3! Dr. Karla Solheim's Story, Will Anyone on MSM Interview Her?

Spicebush is the larval food of the spicebush swallowtail butterfly. I’m going to order a couple! Spicebushes are understory, shade-tolerant shrubs. When you see some holes in the leaves, be glad. Perhaps a female butterfly laid her eggs there. I will never miss Kingston NY, the location of my last home and butterfly gardens, (and that unbalanced blue haired radicals hotbed) but I admit that I miss the wide range of butterfly visitors I noted in my established gardens. After I’ve set this old house to rights (it needed new everything, from furnace to A/C to basement windows) I will try very hard to encourage everyone in my new town to grow flowers and larval foods for butterflies.

Below, the concluding paragraphs of Dr. Karla Solheim’s treatise on her disillusionment with WPATH, the AMA and especially, the Academy of Obstetrics and Gynecology (ACOG) after realizing a “non-binary” young woman, her patient wanting a hysterectomy, should be turned down just like any other young female seeking this radical surgery. Solheim stopped her affiliation with the gender center, with the convenient excuse of time limits. The center is pretending to be LGB aligned women’s health care. In reality, it’s for the TQ.

The pharma driving these surgeries involves the pain killers. The doctors know they can put you in a fog to blunt the extreme pain after. I had a fibroid surgery to remove a (thank goodness benign) tumor the size of my fist from my uterus. Before the 5 hour surgery, laparoscopic, my doctor had me sign a form permitting him to perform a hysterectomy if complications indicated there was no other choice. I also signed that I know I could die from complications as well. Why would WPATH encourage young women who may later want to become a mother more than any other wish in her life, to make a sudden, rash decision to end her ability to do so, while taking on risk to life?

My mother had a hysterectomy when I was about 15. It was a rough summer. It wasn’t a laparoscopic surgery; she had a long scar from stem to stern. She was in pain for weeks. We all took turns cooking. Like many in her generation, she never told me the symptoms prior. I don’t know if she had fibroids that caused flow through bleeding, like me, or if it was something else. I’m still annoyed at my niece, Kate, who insisted to Mom that there’s a new “non-binary” thing going around and “that’s what I am,” when her grandmother was 93. My mother copiously called her granddaughter Kai until I told her when its just the two of us, she’s Kate—I’ve had enough shoveled onto my plate from this group. We kept our little secret until Mom died. Kate is still involved with a dude, “Vivienne” who squeezes his linebacker behind into pencil skirts to do the real estate job he claims pays his rent in Kate’s co-op. It doesn’t end, people!

Why, Dr. Ray Blanchard? I mention Blanchard because for decades he’s promoted the idea that a patient expressing cross-sex ideation, even as a response to watching Bugs Bunny pretend to be a human female, in bonnet, with falsetto voice, to avoid Elmer Fudd and his musket, must be experiencing such trauma to be in the “wrong body” that we have to believe in this diagnosis and the treatment path, because we who don’t have these thoughts “will never understand.”

So the sexologists became the great anthropological translators. Unfortunately, some “feminists” of long ago thought that these crossdressing men could further our struggles to be taken seriously, to be respected and to achieve our highest ambitions. Nothing could be further from the truth. Transsexual and transgender are umbrella terms, gathering in (as they do with graphics literally showing a huge umbrella) every kind of kink fetishist, crossdresser, drag performer, autogynophile into the same cohort as teen girls who are shocked to find that first spot of blood in the underpants at the onset of first menses. Megan Rapinoe and her ilk fascinate me, with their constant demonization of we who want girls to be protected from sexual predators. Can someone tell her about hypno sissy porn, please? Can someone tell her about the perverts who go into the women’s lavatory to scavenge used tampons? This is real, this happens. It is an obsessive fetish. Perhaps they all know better than to do it around Ms. Rapinoe, because she’s such a great spokeswoman for selfish men.

And now, the conclusion of Dr. Solheim’s article:

(Ute’s note: this is because plastic surgeons who are not involved in reconstructive surgery but are instead shooting botox into women’s lips and performing abdominal muscle surgery on characters like Ellen Page to give her a “sixpack” have a bad reputation, made worse by the ones who say they are “reconstructing” a “vagina” from a male patient’s penis and testes, male body parts that react to testosterone and weaken in response to estrogen exposure. As I said to my plumber recently as we discussed the many little fixes my house pipes need, doctors should not mess with the plumbing! I have never met a plumber who would call himself “pro-trans.”)

(Ute’s concluding note: I do believe that doctors will, one by one, start recognizing the truth, admitting this is medical malpractice. We’ll see who else is brave enough to go public. Dr. Solheim is in Iowa, where a solid center/right political contingent exists. I spoke once to a doctor at Mt. Sinai Hospital in Manhattan, a pediatrician. She said she agreed with me that trans world is off balance and assured me she does not take young patients away from their parents to ask if they really want this name, these pronouns and all that. But she said she’d be fired faster than you can say Jack Rabbit—or Bugs Bunny—if she spoke openly at Mt. Sinai Hospital on the malfeasance of gender surgeries, because they do them there. Please share and memorize in preparation for the Labor Day BBQs with family!)