I’ve just taken the shiny foil backing off my third estrogen patch and applied the little beauty to my left hip. It’s exactly one week and 38 minutes since I started HRT – and this is my story so far.
So my fourth appointment at Nottingham gender clinic is behind me – and the news is that I have NOT been prescribed estrogen. Which, after two and a half years of waiting, kinda sucks. [Read more…]
So I’ve just got back from my third appointment at Nottingham Gender Clinic – and it’s the best possible news. The experts there agree I have gender dysphora and, subject to my blood tests being OK, have agreed to prescribe estrogen. *Punches air*
A little update a few hours ahead of my second gender clinic appointment. Deed Poll – signed. Sperm – frozen (twice). Finasteride – prescribed. Time spent en femme in Birmingham and Sheffield – hours and hours. So much done but still so much to do!
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!
There’s an old saying that British people are great at waiting for things – taking their place in a queue and being patient. Well, it’s now 18 months since my referral to Nottingham GIC and I am seriously losing patience. [Read more…]