So this morning I had my doctor's appointment with a doctor who does transition related medicine. Since I made the appointment last week I've been getting more and more excited until yesterday when I just started feeling scared. I'm still a little scared, but this is something I need to do.
Everyone at the office was very nice, but I found it a little disconcerting that everyone who worked there knew I was trans. They all asked if I had a different preferred name, etc. I get that they're trying to make me feel comfortable, but I'm so uncomfortable talking about it that it just kind of wierded me out.
When the doctor came she went over what to expect and what we would do. We took some blood to determine what and how much testosterone suppression is needed, I find that out on monday. I also got my first and last prostate exam, so yay?
One of three things will come from this,
1) I end up feeling worse in which case I'm not Trans, and I can move on with my life.
2) I feel much better in which case it's skirts and heels for the rest of my life.
3) I'm somewhere in the middle and I don't gain enough to offset the intense change this would make to my life, this one is my biggest fear.
Anyway, let the chickification begin.