Typical [0/?]
anonymous
November 5 2010, 04:18:59 UTC
It had all started with a lump on her groin.
That painful lump had been the first hint that Nataliya Arlovsky was anything other then a typical teenage girl. Sure there were hints that she wasn’t like the other girls; she was seventeen and still had no monthly gift despite having developed breasts and womanly hips (but she had ignored that seeing how the thought of having a menstruation cycle seemed like an inconvenience to her). One day that lump had shown up and caused her typical little world to come crashing down around herself and her family.
She had been sitting in class like any other week day when the pain had hit her. Nataliya had no idea what was happening to her and she excused herself from the class room with tears in her eyes as she made her way slowly to the rest room. The first thing she did was find a stall then undid her jeans and slipped her hand into her underwear to see if she could rub it away as if it were a cramp. But the instant she touched that lump she knew it couldn’t be a cramp, and as she pressed hard onto it she cried out biting her lip. Something was wrong, but what could she do about it? How ridiculous would it e to go to the nurse’s office and lean in whispering that there was a huge sore on her pelvic region. But it hurt so badly there was no way she could go back to class. Perhaps she could just call her mother to pick her up, then tell her mother what had happened. She made up her mind and slowly made her way to the nurse’s office rather then back to her classroom.
Nataliya’s forehead was damp with sweat and the nurse could tell something was seriously wrong with her as she made her way into the little room filled with chairs. A boy was starring at her, an ice pack held up to his eye. The elderly woman that ran the office rushed to her side and helped her sit in a chair asking all sorts of questions, but Nataliya was unable to answer them and passed out from the pain. It was amazing she had even been able to make it to the office.
When she had come to Nataliya was laying in a hospital bed. Her jeans and blouse had been replaced with a dressing gown, and she was surrounded by beeping machines and sterile white walls. Her mother was sitting next to her carefully stroking her hand and the moment that the girl had opened her eyes, her mother began to ask a million questions in Belarusian. Her older sister who always looked as if she would begin to cry at any moment was leaning over her as well actually crying and asking just as many questions as their mother was.
A doctor walked in interrupting the two women and he to asked her what she remembered had happened. Nataliya’s face turned red, a male doctor wanted to know about what had been the cause of her passing out. It was going to be so awkward to tell him about the lump, and the pain (which was still there but she was getting used to it). Her mother being an upper middle aged woman told her to tell the doctor that whatever it was he needed to know because that sort of thing was part of his job. Nataliya bit her lip and in an almost silent voice told him, along with her mother and sister what had happened. The doctor took a couple of notes on his clip board as she spoke before her placed on of his large hands on her abdomen lowering it down and feeling around for what she had explained to have been there, much to Nataliya’s embarrassment. Her mother was asking in heavily accented English what was wrong and her dear older sister looked on with her cheeks tented pink. When he’d finished he told them that a biopsy would be required to truly know what was wrong and that another doctor would be coming in later to take her to that room.
Typical [0/?]
anonymous
November 5 2010, 04:20:48 UTC
The biopsy happened a few hours later and as the family waited for the results they were silent not knowing what had been the cause of Nataliya’s problem. When the doctor who had originally seen her came into the room the three women were completely silent. And that is when they found out the news, that that lump had not been just a lump, and that it had been one of two testis, that would have to be surgically removed. There was pure confusion on her face. She was a girl, and as face as she knew from health class only men had testicles, and that sort of thing. “How is that possible?” The doctor did his best to find a facial expression that was appropriate for the situation settling on a serious one though he did try to look kind hearted at the same time. He said that it looked as if she had something he called Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome, saying that while she looked as if she were female on the outside, she did in fact actually have and X and Y chromosome. There were technical terms that he used, causing her even more confusion and her mother to be completely lost. When he asked if she had understood, Nataliya shook her head. How could anyone expect someone that had lived seventeen years of their life believing that they were a typical average girl to understand that that whole entire time they had not been that at all.
A translator was found before Mr. Arlovsky had been able to make it to the hospital, and that person had had the duty of explaining to Nataliya’s parents that their baby girl really wasn’t a baby girl. Her mother cried and her father did his best to comfort his wife. The translator explained that Nataliya could still live a perfectly normal life, the surgery’s purpose was only to make it so that her chances of developing cancer would be reduced. She would still be their child and could live a normal life, just she wouldn’t be able to have children. That didn’t help much and her mother had began to cry even harder. As for Ekatarina, Nataliya’s older sister, she did her best to comfort the teenage girl who had just had everything she knew about herself destroyed.
Typical [0/?] Notes
anonymous
November 5 2010, 04:23:01 UTC
Authur’s Notes
Sorry guys that there are so many to this fill, but honestly this will be the only time I write such long notes…
I used Arlovsky as Nataliya’s surname because Arlovskaya is the effeminate form of Arlovsky. From what I’ve gathered of Russian names there is a masculine and feminine form to surnames and since we don’t do that with names in English speaking countries I went to the masculine version (seeing how male is the grammatical default).
As far as what Nataliya’s condition is she has Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome (CAIS) so physically she looks female on the outside with a vulva, labia, clitoris, and vaginal dimple, but she has not uterus or ovaries. You can read more in depth about CAIS at wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Complete_androgen_insensitivity_syndrome warning there are photographs of naked women with CAIS there.
I first heard about CAIS from an article in the September issue of Marie Claire about a woman that has CAIS and what it’s like for her. You can read that article at http://marieclaire.com/anatomylesson In all honesty I got a lot of my ideas from that article but the instant I saw OP’s request it made me think of that article.
OP sorry no Russia/America but it is a human college AU. :D
That painful lump had been the first hint that Nataliya Arlovsky was anything other then a typical teenage girl. Sure there were hints that she wasn’t like the other girls; she was seventeen and still had no monthly gift despite having developed breasts and womanly hips (but she had ignored that seeing how the thought of having a menstruation cycle seemed like an inconvenience to her). One day that lump had shown up and caused her typical little world to come crashing down around herself and her family.
She had been sitting in class like any other week day when the pain had hit her. Nataliya had no idea what was happening to her and she excused herself from the class room with tears in her eyes as she made her way slowly to the rest room. The first thing she did was find a stall then undid her jeans and slipped her hand into her underwear to see if she could rub it away as if it were a cramp. But the instant she touched that lump she knew it couldn’t be a cramp, and as she pressed hard onto it she cried out biting her lip. Something was wrong, but what could she do about it? How ridiculous would it e to go to the nurse’s office and lean in whispering that there was a huge sore on her pelvic region. But it hurt so badly there was no way she could go back to class. Perhaps she could just call her mother to pick her up, then tell her mother what had happened. She made up her mind and slowly made her way to the nurse’s office rather then back to her classroom.
Nataliya’s forehead was damp with sweat and the nurse could tell something was seriously wrong with her as she made her way into the little room filled with chairs. A boy was starring at her, an ice pack held up to his eye. The elderly woman that ran the office rushed to her side and helped her sit in a chair asking all sorts of questions, but Nataliya was unable to answer them and passed out from the pain. It was amazing she had even been able to make it to the office.
When she had come to Nataliya was laying in a hospital bed. Her jeans and blouse had been replaced with a dressing gown, and she was surrounded by beeping machines and sterile white walls. Her mother was sitting next to her carefully stroking her hand and the moment that the girl had opened her eyes, her mother began to ask a million questions in Belarusian. Her older sister who always looked as if she would begin to cry at any moment was leaning over her as well actually crying and asking just as many questions as their mother was.
A doctor walked in interrupting the two women and he to asked her what she remembered had happened. Nataliya’s face turned red, a male doctor wanted to know about what had been the cause of her passing out. It was going to be so awkward to tell him about the lump, and the pain (which was still there but she was getting used to it). Her mother being an upper middle aged woman told her to tell the doctor that whatever it was he needed to know because that sort of thing was part of his job. Nataliya bit her lip and in an almost silent voice told him, along with her mother and sister what had happened. The doctor took a couple of notes on his clip board as she spoke before her placed on of his large hands on her abdomen lowering it down and feeling around for what she had explained to have been there, much to Nataliya’s embarrassment. Her mother was asking in heavily accented English what was wrong and her dear older sister looked on with her cheeks tented pink. When he’d finished he told them that a biopsy would be required to truly know what was wrong and that another doctor would be coming in later to take her to that room.
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A translator was found before Mr. Arlovsky had been able to make it to the hospital, and that person had had the duty of explaining to Nataliya’s parents that their baby girl really wasn’t a baby girl. Her mother cried and her father did his best to comfort his wife. The translator explained that Nataliya could still live a perfectly normal life, the surgery’s purpose was only to make it so that her chances of developing cancer would be reduced. She would still be their child and could live a normal life, just she wouldn’t be able to have children. That didn’t help much and her mother had began to cry even harder. As for Ekatarina, Nataliya’s older sister, she did her best to comfort the teenage girl who had just had everything she knew about herself destroyed.
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Sorry guys that there are so many to this fill, but honestly this will be the only time I write such long notes…
I used Arlovsky as Nataliya’s surname because Arlovskaya is the effeminate form of Arlovsky. From what I’ve gathered of Russian names there is a masculine and feminine form to surnames and since we don’t do that with names in English speaking countries I went to the masculine version (seeing how male is the grammatical default).
As far as what Nataliya’s condition is she has Complete Androgen Insensitivity Syndrome (CAIS) so physically she looks female on the outside with a vulva, labia, clitoris, and vaginal dimple, but she has not uterus or ovaries. You can read more in depth about CAIS at wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Complete_androgen_insensitivity_syndrome warning there are photographs of naked women with CAIS there.
I first heard about CAIS from an article in the September issue of Marie Claire about a woman that has CAIS and what it’s like for her. You can read that article at http://marieclaire.com/anatomylesson In all honesty I got a lot of my ideas from that article but the instant I saw OP’s request it made me think of that article.
OP sorry no Russia/America but it is a human college AU. :D
I think that’s it for now.
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