Blob's person is a transgender woman. Blob is proud of her for the way she has allowed herself to be herself in the last few years. He'll show you a picture of her soon. Blob loves his person. It's true that most soft toys love their people dearly. But Blob smiles about the love far more than is usual for a soft toy.
As part of her life as a transgender woman, Blob Thing's person is currently undergoing facial hair removal. She's had quite a bit of it and would have stopped but the health service in the UK funds a limited amount of treatment and she hadn't ever received that funding. So she is having a course of electrolysis to clear much of the stubborn dark hairs on her top lip. She's not worried about all the other remaining hair. It's not noticeable if she shaves because it's all pale hair that laser treatment cannot remove. She's not really that worried by the dark hair but it would be nice for her not to have it, and she's very glad that there is some funded treatment.
Last week Blob accompanied his person to an electrolysis appointment. He wanted to see what went on. And she was glad to have a friendly Blob to hold throughout the appointment. She doesn't like electrolysis. It hurts. And sometimes her anxiety levels get very high. Blob watched throughout the appointment and held onto his person. He felt sorry for her having to go through such pain and felt glad that he wasn't hurting too. He watched as a needle was stuck repeatedly into her face and an electric current passed through it.
Afterwards, Blob wanted a picture taken by the pain machine. He has decided that he doesn't want any hair removal and he wants to keep all of his beautiful pink fur.
He wasn't the only friend his person had with her for the appointment. She finds the treatment benches very uncomfortable and needs a pillow and for each appointment takes one of her other friends to be that pillow. Usually she takes a friend called Amethyst - a friend who Blob wants to introduce to you on his blog in the coming days. He wants to introduce you to all his friends and wants his person to introduce them on her blog too.
But that day - calamity - Blob's person had forgotten to take a friend. And she didn't have time to go and get one from her house. So she had to find a new friend. Quickly. She was quite panicked by the lack of a friend and by the prospect of lying on that bench and hurting not just from the needles and electricity but by the simple act of lying down without a pillow.
Blob and his person rushed through the town to charity shops. And they were lucky. They found a new friend. He would need a bit of a wash at home but he looked lovely. And he was just the right size for a pillow. A new friend was bought. For exactly one Pound. Here he is.
It's a tradition that friends get a new name when they come to live with Blob's person. This friend would have had another name in another house. But with a new life comes a new name. His person had a new name for her new life too.
Blob asked if he could be the one to name the new friend. And he chose the name Pain. Because the friend was bought to help his person endure some pain.
And so it was. The new friend is Pain. Pain the Bear. Isn't he gorgeous?
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