The 25th of Februaury 2002, at Charing Cross Hospital, London, that was my red letter day, it took around ten years for the full transition from start to finish, but that's the day a caterpillae went into a chrysalis, and came out a butterfly, and it still stands as the best thing that ever happened to me, to be cured at last, now all I need is a change of luck doing the lottery, and life will really be complete.
I have never regretted it for a moment, and as far as I'm concerned I never will