So, a day after writing my last piece about being on estrogen for six months, I have finally started testosterone blockers. And about time, too.
Giving blood as a non-binary transgender person
I’ve been giving blood for two or three years now despite having a fear of needles – the pain of being jabbed is more than cancelled out by the fuzzy feeling that you could have saved someone’s life. Also, you get cool certificates and badges – yay! But things get a bit more tricky when you’re transgender. So here’s my experience to date.
Finally! I have my first gender clinic appointment
Finally, after 18-and-a-half months of waiting, I have my letter from Nottingham GIC – my golden ticket to a six-month gender clinic process and then (hopefully, please!) my passport to estrogen HRT for the rest of my life. Wow!
The NHS and pronouns for trans people
“Gentleman”, “he”, “his”, “Mr”. All pretty macho, eh? Apart from that last line maybe.