So my last blog update was about having an appointment with my GP to collect my prescription for testosterone.
This Monday I rang up my doctors surgery to see if they had any nurses appointments on Tuesday, so I could get it done the same day I pick it up. By some miracle they managed to book me in with the locum nurse the same day. It was later on in the day but at least I didn’t have to wait too long.
So Tuesday morning rolled around and I had to be at the GP’s by 9:35am, I was so exhausted and felt so lethargic, I got a taxi up there as I just didn’t have the energy. I don’t do well first thing in the morning, especially when I don’t really have the time to wake up.
Anyway my appointment went well and my GP was happy that I’d finally got my testosterone. He was excited for me which was nice.
I went home and relaxed, I even managed to have a little sleep which was very much needed.
My best friend came over, we took the pups for a quick run around before we headed up to the doctors. We got to the doctors a bit earlier then we needed too, so we sat outside for a bit.
Went into the nurses room and I was a mixture of nervous and excited. However that quickly turned to frustration when she refused to teach me how to inject myself and she didn’t even seem to know why I was there, why this was such a big deal for me, so it kinda tainted the whole thing. Which sucked but I expect nothing less from the NHS these days, its all down to poor communication as usual. I didn’t want to explain to her why I was having it done because I was too frustrated to explain myself and didn’t feel I should if had too.
Anyway after the initial frustration, we finally got around to jabbing my butt cheek with my first shot of testosterone. The jab itself didn’t hurt but I felt good, like a feeling of relief. This moment was finally happening, I dreamt of this day for so so long and for ages it felt so far away and it felt like it wasn’t something obtainable. But finally its happening and yeah I felt at peace.
I got home and because it was so muggy out I felt so sticky and horrible so I just had to jump in the shower to cool off and feel a bit cleaner. Soon after my butt cheek started aching from the T shot but it did go into my muscle so that’s to be expected.
H and I went over the road to the pub and she treated me to a nice steak dinner in celebration, which was really nice. As we were eating, I felt a sudden wave of energy come over me, which felt great after feeling so lethargic most of the day. After dinner we walked over to the field where H lives and walked to dogs for a few hours, we sat and chatted while Scrappy was playing fetch and fox was saying hello to everyone that walked by, they enjoyed themselves and they both definitely needed that time out. When we got back they both were crashed out on the sofa together.
So yeah I am no longer pre T and it feels pretty awesome, every now and then I get a bit of an energy boost for like an hour which is cool and quite helpful as it means I can get stuff done lol. I think I am still in shock I suppose, as I still can’t quite believe its happened but I am excited for the next part of my life now, its all starting to feel right.
On Monday I took a last pre T selfie, I did a pre T voice video and a pre T body picture as well, because I am going to track my transition in hopes that it will help and inspire others and also it will be good for me to get back into blogging regularly. I’ll post all this on a separate post and I will try and update at least once a week. I need to find my mojo again, I really enjoy writing once I start its just finding the motivation to do it in the first place that I have been struggling with at the moment. I’m sure I’ll sort it out, I just need to put myself first a bit more and make more time for me.
Anyway I’m gonna post my pics on another post, so that’s it for this one and I will try and write again soon