I know I've already posted in this thread, but I'd like to answer more in depth my feelings on being post-op:
Am I happy? Yes, like Vanna said, very much so. I love waking up every morning in my new body. I love the way my clothes fit... I love the way my body fits. I've been cured of a profound lifelong affliction and I can't express enough how absolutely wonderful that is; nothing else even comes close.
It wasn't always that way. I had to have six units of blood replaced in the days following my surgery. I was 6 days in the actual hospital room, and could still barely force myself out of bed, head spinning, long enough to hobble around the bed with a walker so they would let me go home. The bleeding caused some other, painful complications, and I still had to contend with dilating 5 times a day.
The pain was intense but as with all things, this too passed... and eventually everything healed up very nicely, there isn't even a scar now. It looked dreadful at first, but now almost 9 months later everything has formed together as it should and my vagina is beautiful to me.
Is it what I always wanted? It was never about wanting it; it was a deep abiding need in the depths of my soul that could not be fulfilled without it. I'm still realizing the full grasp of how much this was so. And now I know that no one can ever take this away from me, and that is a treasure priceless beyond words.
Do I feel complete? If you mean as having aesthetically pleasing, functional female genitalia then yeah, it's as complete as it gets in this life. I am happily content with what I have but best of all, I'm finally whole.