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Straight form the hormone assessment I went to the admissions department of charing cross hospital.  I explained that I needed to postpone my surgery date.  First to the receptionist and then to her colleague.

I was asked to make sure I informed them at least 6 weeks before a cancellation in future.  I assume this is so that my surgery date can be given to the next person on the list and so that the next person has the required time without oestrogen.

I explained that if it were at all possible I would have done so but that I have only just been informed that I should cancel the appointment.  The lady was very understanding and recognised my name from last week when we had spoken on the phone about the missed pre admission appointment.

Fate is a funny thing, maybe I never got the letter because I was not yet ready to have the operation! Spooky!

Far from being the antagonistic kind of admission personnel, the lady met me with a warm sense of understanding.  A nice friendly feeling enveloped me.

I was asked to take a seat and a few minutes later the lady presented me with a letter containing my new pre-assessment date of 13th September and new admission date of 26th October 2010.

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Immediately following my electrolysis appointment I had a review of my hormone levels with the nurse.  As I expected my oestrogen levels were still well below the optimum levels.  The check was performed just prior to me coming off of oestrogen in preparation for my Gender Reassignment Surgery.

In the past my highest estrodial level was 111, now 120 is my new target to beat! 

My liver function test had increased, which might partly be due to me not having fasted or maybe due to me being on 40mg of Furosimide in order to help with water retention.

The nurse is going to check if my Sandrena Gel can be increased to 4mg daily from the 3mg does I had been taking.

I am currently on 2mg of Finastride and the nurse will check to see if this can be increased to 5mg in order to help combat  male hair growth issues.

The nurse advises also that I go back onto Vaniqua Cream and was surprised that this had been discontinued after 3 months as this normally takes 6 months or more to start to have a noticeable effect.

As part of this assessment I was weighed and measured, my body mass  index was checked and my blood pressure was taken.

I have piled on the pounds lately and my waist measurement was only just under the point where many girls get refused surgery!

My body mass index was okay, so I may have just scraped passed.  It is not uncommon for the surgeon to assess someone on the day of the intended surgery only to send them away until the weight issue has been addressed.

There was also a little concern over my blood pressure reading, but it was felt that it may be due to the hormones, the nurse will check this with the Doctors too.

I am now officially on a diet! 

The nurse is going to send out her diet pack and I am under instruction to follow the plan. In addition I also have to somehow find a way to eat at regular times and before 8pm.  All very difficult as I don’t have time to eat breakfast and I feel sick if I try to eat too soon after getting up. I normally rush off to work  and have a oat biscuit once I have arrived.

Bread is off the menu so I can not even have a sandwich at lunch time.

I don’t leave work till 6pm and it is nearly 8pm by the time I arrive home.  If money was no object I could eat my main meal at lunchtime, but money is a problem! My wife likes to have dinner with me too.

In addition to the diet I am also to exercise for 50 minutes 3 times a week.  Quite where I am going to find the time is unclear at the moment.  Every minute not busy working is devoted to hair removal in preparation for working!  To add to the complication there is simply no place large enough to exercise in our flat.

Another suggestion was that I get off the bus a stop early and walk the rest of the way into work.  That would make me even later into work and subsequently later leaving work.  So I would not get home until well after the 8pm food curfew!

I thought having to cancel my surgery was going to be distressing, but actually the prospect of following the diet and exercise regimen is much harder to cope with.

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At my last electrolysis session I was informed that there was a few tufts of hair that may need more treatment to be totally clear in the area needed for my Gender Reassignment Surgery.

Today this was being evaluated and a second opinion sought from the nurse that works along side the surgeons.

Unfortunately the second opinion was that I should cancel my operation and get a new date for later in the year.  Recently some girls in a similar position have developed complications with hair post surgery.

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This morning I had to visit my GP for my Zoladex Implant.  Hopefully this will be the last one as I am due Gender Reassignment Surgery and will no longer require the testosterone blocking treatment.

I said to the GP that the next time he sees me I will be a changed person.  His response was that I already was.  Aww.

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Just after 1pm today I recived a call from Charing Cross admissions aparently I was due for a pre admissions check. Unfortunately I had not received a letter so had not attended.

I was able to make a new appointment for 19th July 2010.

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I have to come off the Estradiol today in preparation for my Gender Reassignment Surgery (GRS).  Hopefully I will not suffer too many side effects or mood swings, as the hormone level in my blood has never reached the target levels yet! 

I have been on Sandrena 3.0 mg Gel Estradiol for several months now.  I recently had a blood test in order to check the levels in my blood.  Next week to review my dosage which I anticipate will be increased.  Unfortunately I will not be able to start the increased dosage until after the GRS.

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Today I attended what is hopefully my last preoperative appointment with the psychiatrist at the clinic. I informed him that despite my reservations, I have come to value the fact that I have so many people looking out for my welfare.  When I started this process I was of the opinion that I did not need the services of the psychiatric team. I saw the continuing assessment as unhelpful delays in my treatment.  However, I have come to appreciate that it does prevent people rushing into irreversible treatments.

I was pleasantly surprised when he then informed me that in his opinion I have coped well and probably had not needed psychiatric services in order to transition. 

It is nice to have conformation that I really do know my own mind occasionally.

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It was a great honour to meet with the lady that took my canceled surgery date, she proudly showed me the results of the operation that she had yesterday.

I had thought that being on the ward would either make me remorseful about my persponed operation or scared of what is to come.  That was not the case though and I was simply happy that a friend had the result she wanted so much.

It was also a great opertunity to see the staff and how the ward worked.

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The genital electrolysis session today was the best one to date.  I had out the EMLA cream on before leaing home, so it had time to work.  My wife attened with me and the the way conversation was a welcome distraction when the pain was very intense.

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Today I woke up early as the cat was pestering to be fed. I fed the pest and the checked my email. After that I had a bath and a very close shave.

 

I have been waiting for 2 weeks for the hair on my legs and chest to grow long enough to have a go at waxing. I grabbed all the stuff and went down stairs to heat the wax. I started on my legs and all seemed okay but I was getting through too much wax.

 

“G” was hovering about and I found some areas a little hard to reach. My dressing gown was also getting in the way as I moved up my legs.

 

I had to remove the gown, so now I was naked in the kitchen waxing my legs. I tried to put some boxer shorts on, but they got in the way too. The kitchen is less than ideal as it’s on the ground floor and anyone walking past can see in. The neighbours can probably see in from there kitchen opposite and anyone arriving at our house comes into the kitchen to reach the lounge.

 

 

I had trouble with my inner thighs. I ended up with what looks like “Black Mans Pinch” on them.

 

My first bottle of wax ran out before I could finish the second leg.

 

It was time for lunch and I was in the way. So, I put my gown on and my stuff to one side. It was just then that my elder son arrived home. At least that was timed well.

 

After Lunch it was time to finish the job. Foolishly as it turned out I warmed the wax and then took the pot of boiling water up stairs to the bathroom. It was not long before I needed hotter water to warm the wax with.

 

I persevered as I was now half way though waxing my chest. This proved more difficult than doing my legs. After several attempts I had manage to remove most of the hair from around my nipples. Again I needed hotter water and I decided to stop.

 

I came to the conclusion that a waxing kit with a portable wax heater is the better option. Other than that the kitchen is the only place and that’s a bit too public.

 

I had now wasted most of the available daylight. I really wanted to try doing makeup and put on my new wigs. So, I replace the low wattage lamp in the bedroom with a 100 watt bulb and did the best I could do in the poor light. I have a lit makeup mirror that helps a little too.

 

I was half way through doing my makeup when I heard a group of lads calling out. I am fairly certain they could see me through the blinds. I paused for a second and decided not to let it bother me. If they had seen me it was already too late.

 

Makeup done I slipped out of my gown and was about to put on my ladies clothes. I heard the next door neighbours in there back garden. They are a nosey bunch and if anyone could see in it would likely be them. I very nearly bottled it and returned to bloke mode. I thought about it for a minute before deciding that I was not going to let anything stop me. So what! It’s not a crime.

 

I dressed and put on a wig. I was not sure if buying all the stuff and going to all the turmoil had been the right thing to do. Until now I had only partly dressed. “G” was comfortable with that to some degree.

 

I took a look in the mirror and nothing else mattered. I don’t think I would have cared if the whole town saw me. I felt so good. I liked the person that looked back. Okay this was probably rose colour glasses, as the photo’s revel. Rose tinted lenses or not, it was brilliant!

 

I need a to learn a lot about makeup, clothes and hair, but I now know that it will be worth the effort. I can’t wait till the next time.

 

Most of the photo’s were out of focus or I was only part in shot, due to shaking giggling and having to use guess work as to where the lens was pointed.

 

The better ones can be found in “Girl Power Snaps” available in the navigation bar.

 

“G” called out to say dinner would be ready in 10 minutes, so I had to work fast to remove makeup and put everything away.

 

I had been dress for just 20 minutes, but it was worth the effort.

 

I removed all the clothes with the exception of a pair of panties and put my dressing gown on.

 

At bed time I added a black chemise to the black panties.

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