Thank you Cynthialee, hugs
Just had my first dose of progesterone

I went to the doctor today and saw Dusty, my PA. He is so beautiful. Anyway, I asked for progesterone and he said sure. In the past he said lets see. My mind was a buz and I have butterflies in my stomach. Finally, for so long I have wanted E & P and now I have it. We went over therapy, group, home and work and how I am progressing. Also, went over the Pride parade and working a booth. I also explained why it is important and that I will be part of my work community. He is so cool. My next visit is in 6 months and he said I am progressing nicely. He commented that I have had a lot of hair regrowth

I guess you know he is exactly my type.
Wet to therapy yesterday and we reviewed:
1) The road blocks to walking the Pride parade and she help me get over my fears. Of what I do not know now but I guess fear of the unknown and being finally out in public. Where I will be walking will be prominent and that is the issue.
2) I will address my daughters ->-bleeped-<- and pussy comments to me the next time it comes up and I will explain to her the comments hurt. I wish I could tell her why but I must bide my time on that until my wife is at a place I can tell my daughter who I am and share a very light version of me with her.
3) Talked about my wife getting me fitted jeans

and shoe shopping. Who gets dysphoric buying shoes? I thought I was going to throw up.
4) Prepped for my doctors visit and what to say if denied progesterone. (I am so glad he said yes).
5) Talked about group. I was amazed how alike we are and yet very different in group. All of us have had suicidal issues and all of us have issues with others (family others especially) and how they see us and treat us. My therapist said we are grieving what we lost and sharing the grief. Anyhow, for such a diverse group to have so much in common is scary. I guess there is some kind of energy there because it is very reassuring or just plain comforting there are people that have the same issues as me and I am not alone.
I am so much looking forward to the next year

I am actually a little afraid and excited at the same time when I think of being more like me on the outside. I paid my fair and I do not know where the bus will stop but I am riding it.