I never wanted to take any chances and stuck with electrolysis,specifically blend, no matter how long it took. Laser was still pretty new when I was transitioning, and I still don't know how effective it is today. My exprience from when I transitioned is that there are no shortcuts. I know a few ladies who lamented even dropping a dime on laser. I know others who have had major regrowth and a few who say it
worked.It all seemed like a roll of the dice to me. It was a chance I just didn't want to take. I really didn't want to shave. Having to do that would not be a successful transition for me.
I can only tell you that not all hair follicles are visible all the time, some are dormant and the only way I found to get rid of them forever was 10 seconds at a time with blend. I remember for some of my chin hairs, they were either so stubborn, twisted or ingrown, that it required 2 zaps to actually get the hair to release. I remembr the sense of delicacy that is required to prevent a dead bulb from staying in the skin, after treatment. I was so happy when that part of my face was done. I even stuck it out for the upper lip with blend. It took forever and always seemed to be popping up hairs (espcially right under my nostrils which I remember hurts and made me want to sneeze), but I eventually beat them all
Body hairs seemed to be dead with 1 zap maybe 2 at most, except the genital hairs, those were pretty tough and hung in there pretty good.
When I did my genital work I tried it initially with 1 session of laser. I figured and so did the technician that the dark pubic hairs and my light skin it would be a natural, but it didn't seem to work very well, so I switched to electrolysis and that worked for certain. Laser on the scrotum wasn't exactly my idea of fun either and afterwards whether laser or electro, I used to drive 2 hours home feeling like my crotch was on fire. Eventually I figured it out that there was a subway sandwich shop near by and I used to get a cup of ice and drive home keeping the area on ice to keep the heat effect down, which was only made worse by doing it in the summer. That sure was a weird feeling, laying on a table with my feet in stirrups and having someone playing with my "junk" for an hour. At least he had a sense of humor and made me laugh while he was doing it
It's another part of my transition I'm only to glad to admit that it is far far behind me
