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Welp, it's official
May. 20th, 2005 01:13 amFinally, finally, FINALLY. I've now been on T for 9 hours.
The whole thing seems like a dream somehow. The whole appointment took about 20 minutes, most of that talking with the nurse about doing the injections. I talked with the doctor for a few, and she went out to fetch a nurse. The nurse who came in to give me my shot and instructions was a very nice transwoman. I think her name was Lauren. Anyway, she gave me very detailed directions, showing me exactly what she was doing every step of the way, throwing in a few amusing little family stories along the way. I swear, even though I was staring rather apprehensively at my left thigh as she had the needle poised to spear me, I barely felt a thing. She started to push the plunger, then had me take over. It was so easy and over so quick, I couldn't believe it. By the time I was done, I already had a follow-up scheduled for June 15th.
Now, I don't know if it was all in my head, just me being all excited, but I swear I could feel it infusing various parts of my body on the drive home. I swear I could feel it flowing through me. My body felt almost like that feeling you get when you lick a 9-volt battery, but all over. I don't really know how to describe it.
Now I have to figure out how to come out to my supervisors at work. They're all really cool people, and have never seemed to have a problem with me as a big ole butch dyke (in their perception), so I don't really forsee a big problem. It's just one of those nerve wracking things. It's more the other people I work with that concerns me. I work with a diverse group of people, 99% of them women. There's a few who are in their 50's or 60's, a large-ish bunch who are in their 30's or 40's, and another large-ish bunch who are in their 20's. Mind you, this is all out of about a total of 30 people. There are (not counting 2 of my supes) a whopping 5 guys I work with, and 2 of them are Asian (like, barely speaking any english Asian). There are also 6 Asian women, one of whom is of the barely speaks the language variety, and 3 of whom are Muslim. I really don't know how any of them will react. They all (for the most part) seem to like me pretty well, but this is definitely one of those things that's outside most people's realm of experience.
*happy little sigh* I'm just so happy right now. I don't think I care much one way or another. That'll probably change in about 3 days when I have to bring all this up to my evil overlords. Until then, however...*happy little sigh*
The whole thing seems like a dream somehow. The whole appointment took about 20 minutes, most of that talking with the nurse about doing the injections. I talked with the doctor for a few, and she went out to fetch a nurse. The nurse who came in to give me my shot and instructions was a very nice transwoman. I think her name was Lauren. Anyway, she gave me very detailed directions, showing me exactly what she was doing every step of the way, throwing in a few amusing little family stories along the way. I swear, even though I was staring rather apprehensively at my left thigh as she had the needle poised to spear me, I barely felt a thing. She started to push the plunger, then had me take over. It was so easy and over so quick, I couldn't believe it. By the time I was done, I already had a follow-up scheduled for June 15th.
Now, I don't know if it was all in my head, just me being all excited, but I swear I could feel it infusing various parts of my body on the drive home. I swear I could feel it flowing through me. My body felt almost like that feeling you get when you lick a 9-volt battery, but all over. I don't really know how to describe it.
Now I have to figure out how to come out to my supervisors at work. They're all really cool people, and have never seemed to have a problem with me as a big ole butch dyke (in their perception), so I don't really forsee a big problem. It's just one of those nerve wracking things. It's more the other people I work with that concerns me. I work with a diverse group of people, 99% of them women. There's a few who are in their 50's or 60's, a large-ish bunch who are in their 30's or 40's, and another large-ish bunch who are in their 20's. Mind you, this is all out of about a total of 30 people. There are (not counting 2 of my supes) a whopping 5 guys I work with, and 2 of them are Asian (like, barely speaking any english Asian). There are also 6 Asian women, one of whom is of the barely speaks the language variety, and 3 of whom are Muslim. I really don't know how any of them will react. They all (for the most part) seem to like me pretty well, but this is definitely one of those things that's outside most people's realm of experience.
*happy little sigh* I'm just so happy right now. I don't think I care much one way or another. That'll probably change in about 3 days when I have to bring all this up to my evil overlords. Until then, however...*happy little sigh*
