I have been public for over a year now and living full time as a woman. January of this year I had an Orchi performed in order to get new ID.
I also had a single bypass performed around this time and felt that completing my SRS may be something that doctors wouldn't want to do because of the recent heart issues.
And at 56 years of age, I thought that a simple Orchi would be sufficient; it was not. Every time I sat down to pee, I noticed that there are parts here that just don't belong. And it was making me very depressed.
Once I decided to at least look in to completing my SRS, two items seemed to put the kabosh on my plans again. The cost - over $20,000.00 and my plastic surgeon needed what amounted to a permission slip from my cardiologist in order to move forward.
I was stressed by both issues; where will I get that kind of money and will my cardiologist indeed help me?
Three days ago I received euphoric news. One - my cardiologist provided the letter needed to go forward and I decided to use a couple of my credit cards to pay for it all.
So January 20th, I get a boob job and February 25th, the completion of my SRS. None of this would have been possible without the loving support of my now, 33 years, wonderful wife. Indeed, she has from the very beginning, given me the nod and support, without me even asking for it.
This process has been such an evolving process;
not really knowing how I would feel or what it would be like after the Orchi, after the name change, after making my public announcement to over 2000 construction contractors at a convention and now, how it would feel if I could actually and finally, become a complete woman with the right parts.
Well, it really sunk in 2 days ago as I began thinking of how very lucky I am; lucky to have such a wonderful, beautiful supporting wife, lucky that her entire family has taken me in and given me their complete and full support (had to dismiss my side of the family as they are not supportive), and finally - the completion of the physical changes needed to look and feel complete.
So, how do I feel and what did I do as this all sunk in? I did what any woman would have done - I cried like a baby, tears of such joy and happiness. I knew that my completion would make me happy but I had no idea of just how euphorically happy I would become.
Talk about being born again at now 57 years of age; I Really have been given a new lease on life and have decided to start anew in 2013, focusing on my blessings and making every moment count as the happiest woman alive!
