I am tired. I am tired of my humanity and dignity being debated.
The weeks following my first post-op visit started slowly, with me only able to move around within the apartment at first, then small trips to the grocery or pharmacy.
I'll be getting a bit more graphic in this post, discussing some of the more, er, bloody details. If you don't like blood and other by-products of surgery, you might want to skip this post.
I've been coming up against this question a lot lately. I'm not claiming to be an expert now, but I've learned a lot more, and have developed thoughts and theories to explain some of the issues we face now.
With this post, I'm going to get into a medical procedure (surgery) which reconfigures a person's genitals. I'm going to include links to pictures and discuss body parts graphically (in a clinical manner. If you're squeamish or don't really want to see this, please skip this post; it's ok, I understand.
When we left off, I had just been granted a legal name change by the court system, and I thought I'd made it through the hard part. I was so wrong! Compared to updating my name everywhere else that it is used, the legal system was a breeze!
I recently had my name legally changed. For such a simple thing, a lot had to happen. Here's the basic process...