Me/SRS

I had SRS done on July 19, 2017 by Dr. Keelee MacPhee, with the operation conducted at NC Specialty Hospital (less than half an hour from where I live). It was an unexpected piece of luck to find this surgery available so close to home; I would probably have had to wait at least another year (and possibly indefinitely) if I had needed to travel any significant distance. (More: What is SRS?)

I am quite satisfied with the results (it's a bit early to say much more than that).

With this, both of the required items on my transition do-list are now either complete or underway.

Media

The week before, I recorded a song which expresses some of my feelings going into it: Anatomic Reaction

There are a few pictures of my experience (safe for general consumption) on the HypertWiki.

On my 5th full day home (when I still had a catheter stuck inside me), I recorded a quick song parody about the experience: video

Announcement

I posted this privately on G+, and a shorter version publicly on toot.cat:

So, here I am recovering from SRS. The pain -- rather to my pleasant surprise -- has been declining steadily since they wheeled me out of the recovery room and into the overnight room (where Harena is staying with me), and the only painkiller they've given me is non-narcotic (I specifically asked) -- it's now down to somewhere around 2/10.

As I may have mentioned previously, I went for the minimum-depth option which, although much safer and cheaper and not requiring dilation, also precludes penetrative intercourse.

This, in turn, means that I am now at last properly equipped for dealing with Nazis, Trump supporters, gamergaters, broflakes, sealions, and right-wing assholery of every shape and variety...

...in that I literally have no fucks to give.

<braces for rotten fruit to be hurled>

Thank you thank you, I'll be here all night (also literally; they send me home sometime tomorrow).

(Yes, I went there... and yes, I've been saving that punchline for MONTHS. I hope y'all appreciate my dedication.)

Some comments I got:

• Congratulations! And that joke... It could have been forgivable if you were on narcotic pain killers. =)
• You well and truly earned the use of that punchline! Congratulations!
• I can offer you peaches, mangoes, cherries, apricots, jamun, and grapes these days. I will rot them carefully to meet your exacting specifications. Because I read your post again, and tomatoes won't cut it. XD XD XD
• Cherries. That is what this joke needs. Cherries. And muffins. And Betty White.
• Talk about maintaining courageous humor through painful times hero!! Dayaaamn girl!