Commander gave me a look of surprise, and said, "I'm sure the doctor didn't say anything like that, but we are the team that is assigned to help cases like yours adjust, if you choose. The treatment that is offered is voluntary on your part, and you certainly can heal like that and re- sume a normal life providing you keep taking male hormones, but we have an alternative that might be better and has been successful in the cases that accepted the program.

"What is it."

"That is where the good doctor comes in," he said directing my at- tention to the Japanese gentleman. Dr. Yosuta is the best plastic sur- geon in the far East and one of the finest in the world. He has offered his services free of charge, to perform an operation on wounds like yours in his clinic. We of course can't do it here but the U.S. will cover all your expenses and provide therapy," he said nodding toward the nurse. The Lt. is not a regular nurse but rather a social adjustment worker on these special cases."

"What operation are you talking about, is the doctor going to sew another set of genitals on me, or something."

"Or something, as you might realize, we cannot restore your mascu- linity, but we can offer you a not too unpleasant alternative."

"You mean he's going to turn me into a girl?" I said in amazement.

"Only if you wish, this as I said is up to you, and your choice alone. But you stand a much better chance for mental adjustment, and a happy productive life as a woman than the shell of a man."

I sat there in almost absolute shock, first I had been de-masculinized and now the U.S. Navy was offering to turn me into a girl! I couldn't even give him the obvious answer, NO.

"We'll give you a chance to think, and I want to let you talk to Jean before you give me a NO answer. I'll leave you two alone to discuss it and Jean can give me your answer after you have had time to decide.

The two men left and I remained there still dumbfounded with the lovely blonde. She moved across the room and seated herself at the side of the bed.