I had been anxious about coming out to my doctor for some time now. I began hrt through an OBGYN 8 weeks ago and she has only met me presenting as Anne. I had not yet mentioned being transgender to my GP. He is much younger than I am and very stoically quiet. We have been cordial first name acquaintances for years and I feared that I would need to find a new GP after our I came out to him. Presenting in my guy mode I informed the nurse of the addition of e and spiro to my meds. When the doctor came in I mentioned that some things had changed. He said that he had noticed the meds. I asked if he had any problems with it. His only response was that he was inexperienced with hrt and didn't want to be responsible for that but would have no problem with the GP stuff. Then we just spent a bunch of time talking about whys, whats and hows, primarily to assuage his curiosity. It looks like I get to be his advanced course in learning about the tg world. A possibly problematic final visit turned into an opportunity to spread some knowledge about our magical world. One hurdle passed, now how to build up the nerve to present Anne to my clinic. I have been going to that office since 1978 and it will be a tough but very fun experience when it happens.

Anne

Anne. If you feel more comfortable changing doctors do that. Hugs Shannon

Hello Shannon,

Thanks for your reply and changing doctors is definitely a possibility but I am kind of looking forward to educating and grooming a young doctor on the vagaries of serving transgender patients. This seems like a potentially positive and rare opportunity to help out our world. It might even be fun opening the eyes of a service provider.

Hugs
Anne

Anne -  good for you and I completely understand.  Keep me/us posted.  Hugs Shannon

I have a fair few funny stories with encounters with doctors, nurses, and medical professionals over the years.
I've probably written about them in other threads, like having eye trouble and being told by a nurse that it was just due to my period.
One funny story was when I went for a job interview, and I got offered the job as long as I passed the medical check-up. So I was sent to see their company doctor. He was mobile, and based at different company facilities each week. I had to go to a logistics warehouse to see him. When I got there, I queued up with all the other workers who were waiting to see him. His office was just a small grubby back-room in the factory. I went in and explained why I had been sent there. He asked me to fill out a questionnaire, and one question was had I ever had any surgery, and if so what? So I put 'SRS' in the box.
He read through the form and when we got to the surgery part, he asked "What's SRS?"
I blushed and said that I was a transexual woman, hoping that would clue him in as to what SRS meant.
He looked quite shocked and looked me up and down (I was of course fully dressed at the time), and said:
"Well, they've done a good job!"
And he just moved on to the next part of the form.
I always chuckle at this, because the way he looked at me, it was as though he was looking for some external clue about my SRS operation, I mean, it's got nothing to do with my face!
Just one of those things we experience I guess. And I got the job too.