I awoke this morning finally at 10:00 AM; I had worked on the flightline in an ice-cold aircraft rewiring an electrical circuit yesterday and accordingly, was exhausted. Working in very cold weather saps one's energy very quickly.
Accordingly, I went to bed at 7:30 PM.
But when I awoke this morning, I found myself reveling in how utterly wonderful that I felt. It was as though I had taken narcotic pain reliever and as silly as this may sound, I found myself rapidly trying to remember if I had taken something pharmacological that would induce such a great feeling.
But I hadn't--the feeling was genuine and not artificially induced.
This is something that was never felt in 49 years of life on this earth.
The onset of this began on exactly 27 December 2006, after a surgery.
It's about time, I think.
Transition and HRT are the best things that have ever happened to me, in my entire 50+ years.
I would never go back to the former state.
It is finally great to be alive!
