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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.

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

There are a few SRS-related pictures (safe for general consumption) on the HypertWiki.

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

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!

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-I had SRS done on July 19, 2017 by [http://keeleemacpheemd.com/ Dr. Keelee MacPhee], with the operation conducted at [http://www.ncspecialty.com/ NC Specialty Hospital] (less than half an hour from where I live). It was an unexpected piece of luck to find the surgeries being done 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.
+I had SRS done on July 19, 2017 by [http://keeleemacpheemd.com/ Dr. Keelee MacPhee], with the operation conducted at [http://www.ncspecialty.com/ 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.
-A fact which is apparently little-known is that SRS is one of the ''first'' things I wanted to do, when I originally discovered in 2000 that transitioning was a thing that one could do. If I could have pushed buttons to accomplish the various stages of transition instantaneously in any order I liked (but perhaps with some delay so I'd have to live with the intermediate states for awhile), it would have gone like this:
+The week before that, I recorded a song which expresses some of my feelings going into it: '''[[Anatomic Reaction]]'''
-# facial depilation (electrolysis)
-# SRS (high priority; close race with #1)
-# FFS (if it was that easy...)
-# vocal surgery (same...)
-# {{l/same|HRT}} (mostly unnecessary after SRS anyway)
-What with various life circumstances, it took '''16 years''' before I could start seriously transitioning (a delay which often pushed me to the edge of despair and sometimes a little beyond), and it took a year after that to arrange for SRS (which is actually less time than I had expected it to take &ndash; and it could have been even sooner if not for various household obligations). Facial depilation will probably take at least well into 2018, too, so I'm not done yet, but the hard part is done and everything crucial is now either complete or underway.
+There are a few SRS-related pictures (safe for general consumption) {{l/htw|Woozle/SRS|on the HypertWiki}}.
+With this, both of the required items on my [[Me/transition/status|transition do-list]] are now either complete or underway.
+==Announcement==
+I posted this [https://plus.google.com/+WoozleHypertwin/posts/Cor8t3rCRZL privately on G+], and a shorter version publicly on toot.cat:
+<blockquote>
+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.
-All in all, it took me 17 years to get to the two key items on my wish-list &ndash; and I was pretty much quietly miserable the whole time, despite appearances. I ended up with a feeling of my life having been on hold for the better part of two decades at least (and in some ways longer), with this very strange sense of time-displacement.
+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...
-There are a few SRS-related pictures (safe for general consumption) {{l/htw|Woozle/SRS|on the HypertWiki}}.
+...in that I literally have no fucks to give.
+&lt;braces for rotten fruit to be hurled&gt;
+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.)
+</blockquote>
+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 [https://vimeo.com/24423906 Betty White].''
+: ''Talk about maintaining courageous humor through painful times hero!! Dayaaamn girl!''

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