“Are going to get some of Sammy’s traits and memories” I just looked at him not really knowing what to say, It did not sound that bad and I been alright so far so I just said “ok that dos not sound so bad” the doctor just looked back and said to my “mum” “well he will probably get them in waves so he might be fine now but don’t worry if he suddenly start acting different that will be the side effects kicking in” with that he said to both of up that I will be able to leave in 2H.
My wife now mum lifted one of the bags she brought in with her and gave it to me saying” well I think these should fit you” looking in the bag seeing lots of boy clothes, taking them out only seeing shorts what I did not want to were but looking down at my body now seeing I have been in just a par of boxes showing off me new small member I quickly pulled on red sport shorts what did not even go down to my knees and then my wife took a top out of the bag and handed it to me what I put on without even looking at it what ternd out to be a white tank top what shocked me that she would want me to wear this and said” why have you only got me shorts and gave me a tank top?” looking in to the mirror seeing a little 11 year old boy dressed to go out and meet up with some friends I took a deep breath and thought that I am stuck as this boy now and I better get used to looking like a kid, my wife looked at me and said “well you are a child now and it’s summer so that is what kids wear now days plus you look so cute in that” giving me a hug from behind what felt nice and safe and made me feel like she was my mum what was odd, I just shrugged it off and started to talk about what is going to happing when we get home an till I was able to leave.
When I was about to leave my wife handed me some new Nike trainers to put on and I said thanks and we left, when we got to the car I opened the front passenger seat but my wife said “Sammy you can’t travel in the front, you are to small” I looked at her and said “Catherine what are you talking about” she looked at me in an angry like she does to are son when he has done something wrong and said “ first thing you call me mum from now on and second you are the same size as your brother so you are going to have to sit in the back” I looked at her seeing she was not in the mood to argue and just said “FINE!” sounding like a tween not getting what he wanted, she just looked at me and said “Fine who” I looked back up at her and said “fine mum” in an irritated voice she just looked back at me and said “ok then sweetie” and I got in the back and looked out the window on the way home like the kid i now am and thinking what will happen when i meet my son who is only one year younger than me