So, I’ve been meaning to update this thing for a while and just haven’t found the time. Which is a lie. It just hasn’t been a priority for me. I get side tracked easily, my mind wonders… and then it’s 2am and I should be sleeping.
While I still feel like my transition is going very slow, there’s a lot happening. I recently started a 12 week group therapy session. It explores gender identity and issues pertaining to trans folks. It seems to be a good group. We’re 3 weeks in and just starting to stretch our legs, so to speak. I’m excited to see where that leads. I’m continuing to keep weekly sessions with my therapist as well, just to keep everything in my head moving forward.
I also took a ride down to Lexington on this most recent Saturday evening and visited my first meeting with the TransKentucky group. This is a monthly meeting. There were quite a few people and I think we actually filled every seat in the place. We had speakers from the ACLU of Kentucky, Michael Aldridge and T Gonzales. They came to speak about Trans rights on a federal, state and local level. It was informative and I really enjoyed the fellowship. I hope to make it back to future meetings.
I recently had my 3rd session of laser hair removal on my face, and I think it’s finally starting to show some results. I was a wimp though. She was trying to raise the power and it just hurt. So we stayed at the same level as the previous session. I realized after I left that the 2nd session I had taken some ibuprofen about an hour before I arrived.. That probably helped. That and I may or may not have been hungover and dehydrated. I’m sure that didn’t help my case. In any event, I go back in about 2 weeks, I’ll make sure to hydrate and pre-medicate and see if they can’t turn me up to the proverbial 11. I need this beard gone, pronto. STAT. Like yesterday. Shaving sucks. My friend Lee said, well at least you’re down one area of shaving. Then he thought about it for a minute and said…. nevermind, you’ve got to shave even more now.
On the other fronts, while my therapy is going well, all is not well across the board. I am still trying desperately to get started on hormones. It’s the one endeavor that I have not succeeded on thus far. My doctor, in my approximation is not real fond of trans people. That’s my impression. I could be wrong. His questioning and bedside manner is aggravating at best and downright offensive at points. I have my next appointment this Friday. I intend it to be the last with him. If he doesn’t give me prescriptions at this point, I have no interest in continuing to feed his practice my money. The cash price of the visits and procedures he’s ordered thus far are somewhere in the neighborhood of ~$1600. My portion is smaller than that, but it’s not an insignificant amount.
Tonight, my wife and I went out to dinner, and afterwards we did a little shopping for me. I wanted something feminine to wear to my appointment. Mostly because when I showed up in skinny jeans, t-shirt, sneakers and a columbia fleece last time, I was told that I dressed fairly masculine. Roh-kay, real cool. With the exception of the jeans and the fleece, everything was either unisex or from the women’s department. I guess I was supposed to wear a dress. So, this time, that’s exactly what I intend to do. Give em’ what they want. Pander to the gatekeepers.