Thursday, 31 August 2017


So the culmination of the medical visits was today. After the disaster (from my perspective) of an interview with the psychiatrist (who bore a striking resemblance to the infamous Dr. Harold Shipman) I wasn't expecting a good outcome.

So we talked about the experience. 

I was told that he'd written "pessimistic" report on me.


The Good Doctor is an advocate of informed consent. Because the psychiatrist had found no issues mentally, and because my blood doesn't have any major problems with it (it's the right colour and flavour at least), he would support and prescribe if I wanted hormones.

So tomorrow is HRT day. Wish me luck....

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