“Joan, wake up honey,” I hear a voice say.

I just lay there.

“Joanie, wake up,” There it is again.

I open my eyes and look confusedly at Mom who's holding me very gently.

“W..what happened?”

“You passed out, Sweety.”

“Oh...” I look down and blush.

“Don’t worry, Sweety, you had a very exciting day and you should be resting,” Mother says.

“C..can I have some water? I’m thristy.”

“Sure, Sweety,” says my mom as she gives me a glass of water.

I sip the water and look around. “Where is the doctor?” I ask

“She will be right back, Pumpkin.” My father says.

“I.. I need to use the bathroom.”

“Let me help you up, Sweety.” says my mom, giving me her arm to me.

“Thank you, Mom.”

Mother leads me to the bathroom, stops at the door and says, “If you need any help I’ll be right outside the door, OK?”

“Mother!!! I’m not a baby.” I exclaim. “But thank you for offering.”

I close the bathroom door and walk to the toilet, I sit down and relieve myself like I always did. Peeing standing up always felt wrong. I wipe myself and then I notice something strange.

What is happening? Is it smaller? It looks smaller. How is it possible? Maybe its just my imagination. That’s it. It has to be my imagination.

I then go to the sink and wash up my hands and face. After drying, I look at the mirror and jump a little. Is that me? I look a bit different. Do I? It’s probably my imagination again. It has to be or someone would have said something, right?

I hear a knock on the door, “Sweety, is everything OK in there?” my mother asks.

“Yes, Mom. I was just finishing.”

I go out of the bathroom and lay down, look around I notice something.

“Mom?”

“Yes, Sweety?”

“Where is Jenny?”

“She went home for a bit honey. I ordered her to. She was a mess. When she heard what happened she and her friend Mindy came right away. She stayed by your side for a long time, crying and running her fingers through your hair, just like you liked when you were little.”

“Does she know I’m awake?”

“I called her when you were in the bathroom. She is on her way here.”

“OK.”

“Hello again Joan,” I hear the doctor’s voice say.

“Hi again Doctor.”

“Feeling better now?”

“Much better, thank you.”

“You passed out before I could tell you the test results.”

“Oh... I forgot all about it,” I start to get worried again, specially after going to the bathroom.

“Don’t worry, I suspect you might find what I have to say to be good news, actually.”

“Really?”

“I promise you.”

“OK. I’m ready, Doc.”

“As I was saying before, we noticed something strange yesterday and did a few blood tests and a physical exam. Physically, what we noticed is that at a first glance your testicles haven’t dropped yet, and your penis seems to be very underdeveloped. During the physical exam things looked a bit stranger as we couldn’t find the gonads.”

“Gonads?” I ask her

“I think they are better known as the balls.” she tells me and I blush.

“Also there is the blood work, the hormone levels are not compatible with a 15 years old boy. The testosterone levels are way too low and the estrogen levels a bit high, just like a girl just entering puberty.

“WHAT?” me, my mom and dad ask at the same time.

“It’s pretty rare, but we suspect you might be intersexed to a certain degree. How much is what we plan on answering with the ultrasound we scheduled for this afternoon and the result of the DNA test tomorrow.”

“You mean that I might be really a girl?” I ask her with a big smile on my face

“I wouldn’t say that just yet, but so far the tests seems to indicate that.”

“Mommy... is it real? Tell me this isn’t a dream. Pinch my arm.”

“I don’t think its a dream, Sweety. And no, I won’t do it” she tells me.

“OK, you meanie,” I pout and decide to pinch my arm myself.

“OUCH!! That hurts.” And my parents started to laugh.

“Mommy, Daddy, I think I’ll take a nap now. I’m a little tired. As soon Jenny gets here I want you both to go home and have a looooong bath. You guys are stinking.”

Mom look at me with a goldfish impression and Dad just raise his left arm and snif his armpit. That gives me the giggle fits again.

“OK, you little brat, I can see you point.” my dad says. “But we will be back right after we have a shower and change our clothes.”

“OK. Daddy, Mommy, I love you.”

“We love you too, Pumpkin.” they say at the same time.

After they leave the room I close my eyes and then suddenly I remember the strange dream I had. Was it really a dream? What did she mean about a gift? Who is she?