02.23 pm - At 02.45 I'm going to get ready to go. [gulp]
02.43 pm - Here I go ... gonna leave in about 15 minutes. [double gulp] :D
I currently look and feel exactly the same. No surprise there given the size of the dose. No worries. I'm psyched! :D
05.27 pm - I want another patch. LOL I took it off when I got up this morning, it had been 13 hours. I'm not going to wear one tonight. I'm waiting till morning. I want to wear them during the day, be aware of it. I think that'll help. When I'm asleep, I won't care that I don't have a patch on.
07.04 pm - Is my voice deeper yet?
I'm drinking orange juice. I was in a really crappy mood earlier, and vitamin C improves your mood, so I'm having orange juice. I feel a little better, knock wood. I think it's so cool that drinking some orange juice every day can help you not be a crabby yenta. :D
It's really easy to blame the T for every time I get mildly pissed off or think about sex, but the fact remains that I'm probably not going to feel anything for at least another week, and probably won't notice any physical changes for another month. And then it'll just be the odd hair sprouting (not on my face, not for a good while yet). I just want to believe that something's happening.
The night before last, I left the patch on for like 15 hours instead of 12 ... I'm pretty much just putting it on when I get up and taking it off before I shower and go to bed. When I took it off, there was this really nice red spot where it had been - not where the ring of adhiesive was, but inside the ring, where the little thing of T was. You could tell that it had been feeding something in through the skin ... it was really satisfying to look at. It was completely gone when I woke up yesterday though. And last night it was only on for like 11 hours b/c I got up early and got tired early, even though I did no physical work except typing. So when I took the patch off last night there was no mark. :( There better be one tonight.
07.54 pm - My therapist, Diane, says that I may not feel anything until I up my dose. So I E-mailed Dr Spack and asked if I can start wearing the patch 24 hours. This 12-hour stuff is really just to see how my body reacts, and to acclimate it a little. But I'm impatient and I told him so. Here's hoping I hear back soon.
"You may proceed to 24 hours now." --Dr Spack.
Oh, BABY! I'm in the best mood in the world now, even though I may get oestrogen poisoning at any moment - it's significantly late. (If you ask me if I might be pregnant, I'll E-mail you a virus.) My therapist said that odds are, once I start the 24-hour dose, the poison should go away within 1-3 months. So by Thanksgiving, I'm hoping. The thought of only having to deal with a few more of these gives me a better rush than any narcotic. Not that I've ever used narcotics, but isn't the whole draw supposed to be that they make you feel good?
Anyway ... YAY!!!
09.15 pm - My oestrogen poisoning has arrived. :P When I found it, I looked at my patch and went, "Do something!" But nothing happened.
Grr. Here's hoping I don't have to deal with more than three of these from here on out.
I've taken to rubbing my patch ... not really for luck, just as a security-blanket type of thing. It makes me feel better.
I feel obligated to keep writing this even if it seems obvious, b/c some day (God willing) it won't be "still nothing," and I want an accurate record of how long it took, etc., etc.
07.10 pm - Dr Spack gave me his okay to go to two patches! Diane says I should see changes pretty soon once I do that. I'll do it on Friday. :D
The rash-like irritation is starting to subside, knock wood. But there's another one, though less severe-looking, appearing on my other arm where the patch was yesterday. It's not sore, but it itches. Same as the other one. If they get any worse I'll talk to Dr Spack about it. Diane looked at it and said it didn't look too bad, just keep putting on the cream that Dr Spack gave me and don't put a patch on it till it's totally gone. Good advice.
05.33 pm - Tonight's the big Dose Night. [gulp] I'm scared that I'm gonna wake up and have turned into the Incredible Hulk or something. But obviously that's not true, and I can lower my dose any time I want to, which I fully intend to do once this gets kick-started.
05.51 pm - Arrrgh ... my patches make me itch ... the cream helps but it's pretty temporary.
06.16 pm - Great. So I'm back on one patch a day for another week so they'll last me until the 18th, when insurance will actually cover a bloody refill. I've got to get a new script for 60 patches instead of 30. Bloody hell.
07.15 pm - Okay, I don't know if this is from the T or if it's my imagination, see what you make of it ...
My sex drive really hasn't increased. I've thought about it a lot, trying to monitor if I'm thinking about sex more or anything, and I'm really just not. But I think I'm getting more sensitive ... below the equator. (Don't worry, that's as graphic as I'm getting.) It's not a sexual feeling, it's like if part of my arm became more sensitive. But it's definitely more sensitive than before, and the only thing I can compare it to is when I went through puberty in middle school, except then I had all these erotic thoughts that would pop up whenever I felt it, and this time there's none of that.
08.34 pm - Oh yeah ... I've been meaning to write this for days ... the spots that my patches leave, once a couple of days go by, look like great big hickeys. Kind of. It's a little scary. (For the first couple of days they're just pink like huge mosquito bites. And they're a little topographical for 24 hours or so, then they flatten out.)
And they ITCH! Well, the ones on my legs that look like great big hickeys don't itch much anymore, knock wood. But I wish all this bruised-like coloring would go away. I shouldn't put more patches on those areas until they clear up and they're not going fast enough for me. Damn it.
I have enough patches to last me through Saturday, and can't get the script refilled till Monday ... here's hoping my new script comes in the mail before then!
08.54 pm - I ITCH!!! I didn't feel anything this morning, but it was getting steadily worse this afternoon and now it itches like all hell under the patch. Good job I can take it off soon, when I get offline and go shower.
My new prescription came! I'll get it filled on Friday since I have enough patches to last me through Saturday (Friday night, really, since I change patches before going to bed).
06.26 pm - I have two patches left on the old dose, so I have to either double my dose tonight or Saturday night. I think I'll do it tonight.
I think my veins are getting weird. Occasionally I'll look at them on my arms and hands and they're way more visible than usual, sticking out a little more, etc. It's kind of gross. But anyway, I'll look back a few minutes later, and they're gone again. That's gotta be the T. It is supposed to do that, right?
I have more acne than usual these last few days, but I think it's too early for the T to be doing that. But it's not the right time for it to be the poisoning ... it hasn't even been three weeks since the last one. Sometimes the T makes things get weird and jump around a bit though ... this really better not be the poisoning. That's all I need.
Of course, when I drop my dose back down, it might come back ... if it does that, we just up the dose a little at a time until it goes away again. Otherwise it's just too much hormones in my system, and my body would freak out. There has to be enough to to override the oestrogen. I have absolutely no problem with that.
Voice is still deeper ... it sounds like it's from a cold, but that's really typical when going through puberty, so I still don't know anything.
05.09 pm - I'm so happy with my voice! I am still coughing, though, so we'll see how it goes over the next several days. Hopefully the cough will leave and the voice will stay.
Cough is breaking up a tiny bit, and my voice isn't quite as deep as it was yesterday. Blimey. Y'all HAD to get my hopes up, didn't you?
Yesterday was Yom Kippur so I fasted. For dinner last night, I had a little turkey, baby carrots and broccoli (my mother made that), half a box of Kraft mac & cheese, which according to the box is actually 1.5 servings, a glass of chocolate milk, the remains of a Snapple iced tea I was drinking on Sunday, and three (I think) Chocolate Rounds, which are Little Debbie cookie-fudge sandwiches. See what happens when you try to starve a growing boy?
04.59 pm - I worry about being invisible. (Of course, now that I've lost my chance, I think of a question to ask Les Feinberg. Maybe I'll E-mail hir.) Like, Les uses gender-neutral pronouns, or else uses "she" in non-Trans spaces and "he" in Trans spaces. (The rationale is that using "he" in Trans spaces honors hir gender expression, but using "he" in non-Trans spaces renders hir transgenderism invisble.) So s/he has that to help stay visible as Trans. But I'm not a gender-neutral-pronoun person, and I don't want to use "she" at all ... that's not me. I'm a he. But how do I be a he and stay visibly Trans? I pass even without hormones, and as the months and years go by and my voice drops and my face ages, I'll pass all the more. How do I be true to my identity in that way?
I think some of it is wanting to have my cake and eat it too, and I'm not going to be able to have it both ways. Passing is a fact of life for me, and it's not anything that I have a problem with ... I want to be seen as a guy. But I don't want it assumed that I'm a bioguy, because I'm not and I don't want to be a bioguy. I want to live my life as a butch transguy, not a generic guy (and thus, by default, a bioguy). But ... but ... argh. How can I express all these sides of myself, and be out in a way that's safe but is still true to myself and honouring my sense of self, etc., etc.? It's all so complicated. [sigh]
05.06 pm - Oh yeah ... I refilled my T prescription, but they gave me 30 patches instead of 60. They ran out or something, they said they ordered more and they'll be in on Monday. So I have to go in Tuesday and get the rest. They better not try to charge me again. I have 15 days' worth, though, so for right now all is well. Knock wood.
I just realised that I never posted about this ... October came and went without any sign of "oestrogen poisoning," as I call it ... also known as "the FTM's bloody hell." Hehe. But anyway, it's GONE! [does a little dance; then thinks better of it and does a big flaming dance]
It better not come back when I lower my dose, whenever that happens (not soon, but eventually). I'll hit something if it does.
11.56 pm - I'm up way too late. I asked Diane about body clock stuff, and she said she doubted that my body clock was screwed up or that it was insomnia ... she said that T just gives you more energy in general and it could be me adjusting to that. Reckon we'll see. Whatever it is, I hope it goes away soon. It's annoying.
Unfortunately, my ears still stick out.
I've been thinking this for the longest time and never posted it ... but here 'tis. I often say that I love being transgendered or I'm proud to be transgendered, but it goes beyond that ... it wasn't till after the weekend with the guys (and Becky and Natasha!) that it really came to me how I feel. I'm honoured to be transgendered. I think that's a better word to describe it than "proud" or "happy" or whatever. I'm truly honoured to be a part of something so special, and to have such an incredible, unique experience.
Maybe some of it's the haircut too. But some of it is definitely the T. Several people commented last night at Compass that I look a lot different. I sound considerably different than just a month ago, but I didn't realise my face had changed so much.
This is so freaky ... but it's still a good thing. It's still a good thing.
07.27 pm - I am! I'm aging! Like at the end of the movie Forever Young, only not quite so dramatic (the main character physically ages 50 years in 5 minutes), but I really look older. My Adam's apple is showing more than it did a few months ago (I hope it doesn't get huge, that's gross), and I think my neck is thicker (someone measure me!), and ... I just look older. Even without my glasses. (My glasses kind of give me an intellectual look, I think, that makes me look older. One person told me they make me look collegiate. Hehe)
Freaky, freaky, freaky ... I feel like I'm in a sci-fi movie.
Singing higher notes is becoming even harder ... I can still sing on-key because I sing so much, but so much of it is having to be lowered an octave ... I feel like I've gone from tenor to baritone overnight. It's more annoying than anything else. I don't want to lose those high notes. I can do it, I know, it'll just be a lot of work. My voice sounds so strained on those notes, and they used to be so easy ... and it cracks a lot up there too. (Not that it's not cracking the rest of the time, it's just way less noticeable. People keep saying, "Your voice is cracking," and I'm like, "Really?")
But I can hit all these amazingly low (for me) notes now, which is awesome. (Example ... I used to sing along with Indigo Girls and do Amy's part, on the same octave as her ... a month or two ago, I switched to doing Emily's part an octave lower ... now I can do Amy's part an octave lower, although I still miss the occasional low note. That is fun though, especially when Amy is harmony. I'm getting good at doing harmony on a couple of songs.)
But still ... this is all so bizarre ... oy.
[deep breath] But anyway, yeah. I think I'll be okay like this for another month until I see Dr Spack, but beyond that ... it's starting to be a bad thing. So we'll drop the dose.
I hope the poisoning doesn't come back (if it does we'll have to play with the dose until we find the right amount to counteract the oestrogen, which will probably mean lots of mood swings and stuff). I really don't want to deal with that ever again. That was the main thing about starting T in the first place, was getting that to go away. But hopefully I'm small enough that I won't require as much T to do the job.
10.15 pm - Just elaborating a bit on the dose-dropping ... this is from a conversation I had tonight with Bastian. (It sounds a little choppy b/c I took out some stuff.)
I'm definitely dropping my dose soon. It's kind of starting to scare me. It's too fast. Like, I like (overall) what's happened so far, but I don't want to keep going at this pace ... and in some ways, if I could have a hysterectomy so the poisoning wouldn't come back, I think I'd stop T altogether. If I could keep my body like it is now, exactly like it is now. And just have top surgery and a hysto, but not ... [fidget] ... I don't wanna be a bioguy. I don't want to be taken as a bioguy. I don't want to pass 100% all the time. I'm Trans. So far it's been good, but it's starting to get bad ... and the longer I stay on this dose, the worse it'll get. But I'm not stopping, not if the poison's gonna come back. I'll just go on the lowest dose I can. ... We're "too good to be bio." We're way too good. I won't settle. Bioguy is second-best. I'm a transguy and I want the world to see it. But I also want to be comfortable in my own body. ... I guess I just want to have my cake and eat it too.