I’m sitting here watching the season finale of Bones (before it expires in 4 hours), scrambling to finish packing, to update my iPod, to make sure I have Kafka on the Shore because it is one of my favorite plane reads. Tomorrow, I leave for Florida and top surgery. It hasn’t quite hit me yet beyond the realization that at this point, I’m probably not going to get any sleep. Too much to do.
This summer, I have taken a lot of time for me. I’ve moved in leaps in my transition, spent days at the barn or the lake, slept in parking lots to go to Six Flags or to the doctor the next morning, went to my first music festival followed by a random trip to the state capital just because I wanted my partner to see the science museum. I haven’t watched television, haven’t touched my computer more than once a week, haven’t spent a day indoors unless it was raining. And I have been happy.
After a lot of debate with myself and discussions with my friends and people I know who have been on T, I started T. I have Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS), and I wondered what affect it could have (if anyone else has any experiences with T and PCOS, I’d love to hear about it). But after discussions with my endocrinologist about diet and exercise and what PCOS means to me, I decided I wanted to start with careful supervision. I have also been working hard to run or hike six days a week and keep my diet low in red meats and high in fruits and vegetables. And I love it. I love running on the trails by the lake or on the loop around campus before work.
I’ll be updating y’all about what all is entailed in the pre-op, post-op, and my impressions of Fort Lauderdale, so keep an eye out. And if you have any questions for me, just ask.