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Allow my first impression to this post to recall that I knew that the easy decision was my correction surgery. As a comparison, I wrestled with a decision whether or not to get my ears pierced to wear earrings. The decision regarding the former was easy because I lived a life-time with that prospect as one of my life's imperatives to resolve. Getting pierced ears was at best an incidental event that I could live without; it also represented a body modification that I had to decide fit my mental acceptance. I did not consider my version of GCS as big a deal as ear piercing.
Getting my confirmation notification from my health insurance brought relief more than any other emotion. Relief that this was finally happening. Relief that I survived all the gatekeepers whom I perceived as hindrance to my correct anatomy denied to me by fate of hormonal accident. Relief that all the decision-making power was finally mine There was a curious unbelievability about it. They accepted me? For real? FOR REAL??? YES!!!
So yes, here was my joy that finally I am the one making my decisions of the essence of my life for me, NOT someone else making those decisions. This is my life, NOT theirs. I spent my entire life working through this decision, NOT them.
I had no reluctance proceeding with my version of the surgery. I was comfortable with it because I did my homework; I read and studied all I could - medical, psychology, sociology - I knew it is what I wanted. and needed I examined the surgical options and philosophies available for my time and opportunity (1983). I knew my options were limited compared to nowadays. As I frequently comment, I have no regret doing what I did, only regret that I did not do them better. The worst of my process was deciding when and how to go full-time; deciding surgery was automatically easy.
Rose City Rose, allow me to reply to your post.
Yep, having studied, I learned there were the prospects of a botched procedure; the best surgeon can have an accident and will resolve those accidents to your satisfaction.
For the most part, I experienced few bad interactions with medical, hospital, or ER settings - pre- or post-op. Usually, the intake is so matter of fact. They still ask their LMP and Grava / Para questions even when they know my medical status personally; perhaps they comprehend my mental elation when they ask me my LMP and Grava / Para.
I had only one really horrid experience - it was when I was involved in a car crash. The EMTs asked their usual questions of me as a female patient. When I told them that I am a transsexual as an incidental part of my reply to LMP, they stript me naked on the stretcher and summoned the others to came to look at their first transsexual. That singular, aberrant experience still hurts deep.
Embrace your decision as your own - yours and yours only - with the help of family, friends, and your medical team.
I second the other comments. You must want this change for yourself. You must want your new anatomy. You must do it for your own reasons. You must do it regardless of what others tell you to do. Yes, you must want this as something you want, not because you are fleeing from something, but because you need this as something you need.
My experience is also as Jenna Marie's. There are days, weeks, months that I have no thoughts of my prior anatomical irregularity and what I experienced to get my corrected female anatomy. I am a female, I am a woman. Until I found these message boards the past few months and began reading and sharing, I rarely put any thought or recollection to my circumstance for 30-some post-op years.
Know that if your boyfriend is a male homosexual, he will not likely enjoy you with your female anatomy because a male homosexual enjoys a male homosexual partner, not a female partner. Again, you must make this decision for yourself, not your boyfriend.
You express concern that you could lose sexual orgasm function. While I can be physically functional down below, I developed my satisfaction mentally; when I am so inclined in the mood, cuddling, caressing, and stroking can also be quite stimulating.
My best wishes to you.
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