Requisite Christmas Scrooging and Whining

So in my experience there are two types of people around this time of the year: People like Melissa who love the holidays – these people drank the proverbial Kool Aid (or eggnog, I guess) and they’re all about Christmas from Black Friday til New Year’s Day.

Then there’s people like me – I hate everything between Thanksgiving and New Year’s. I am admittedly a bit of a Scrooge.

It has a lot to do with my family, though not in the way that many trans* people have to worry about. I know a lot of us see the holidays as a time we’re forced to spend time with a family that doesn’t respect us, our pronouns, our lifestyles or our choices. For me, it’s not about that. The little bit of family that I have left in my life has been wonderfully supportive and respectful, even if they don’t agree with my decisions, and I truly can’t ask for more than that.  Continue reading Requisite Christmas Scrooging and Whining


Friday’s From The Men’s Room: 12/18/2015


The Facetimer. Yes, this guy is legit facetiming someone about what work still needs to be wrapped up in the various construction jobs he has in progress. In the locker room. While he’s changing. Not sure if he realizes that a phone call will accomplish the same conversation without his friend having to watch him change.

Paranoid GymBro is going on about how he doesn’t like that the gym switched to a barcode scanner to verify your membership. Says soon they’ll start limiting our visits per month. Threatens to change gyms, but realizes nothing is cheaper. Dude he’s talking at grunts.

Continue reading Friday’s From The Men’s Room: 12/18/2015

Top Surgery Consult 2

Yesterday I had a second top surgery consult with Dr. Sherman Leis. His office is in a nice area on the outskirts of Philadelphia. I’d already consulted with Dr. Rumer, also out of Philadelphia.

My first impression was that the office felt home-y. Dr. Rumer’s office felt like something out of an Asimov novel – very sleek and futuristic – ultimately I felt like I might be a bit of a science experiment.

The office staff was friendly and helpful enough, they didn’t go out of the way to make me feel “welcome”, but I wasn’t really there for a customer service effort.

Dr. Leis had separate rooms for the consultation and the exam – which is really helpful if being in doctor’s offices makes you clam up. It was really nice just to sit across the desk from him and talk about what I wanted.

He came off a little standoffish at first – just sort of started asking demographic pertinents.





Eh… you could stand to lose about 20lb.

Ok, so a lot standoffish – after looking at me closer in the examination portion of the morning, he admitted that he was mistaken and I didn’t need to lose weight.

He talked about the types of surgery available, the differences in scarring and recovery time in each and what, based on looking at me fully clothed, he was hoping to be able to do for me. Then came time for the exam.

We went into another room that actually resembled a doctor’s office rather than a smoking room. He looked at my chest and confirmed that he be able to to what he called a “lollipop” cut – basically similar to the peri-areolar, but with an extra cut to remove some extra tissue. He did touch – something Dr. Rumer didn’t do. I was glad he did. Dr. Rumer unceremoniously declared I’d need the double incision and instructed me to put my shirt back on . Dr. Leis, while more “invasive” physically, also accounted for the fact that I have pectoral muscles that make my cup size bigger, but obviously won’t need to come out during top surgery.

I got dressed again and we wen’t back to his consultation room to discuss my specifics now. How much time off T? He usually prefers that I’d be off for 1 week before and 1 week after, so depending on where it falls in my injection schedule, I’ll miss 1-2 shots. How long out of work? 7-10 days, since I have a desk job. How long out of the gym? 2-3 weeks, depending on pain, inflammation and my own tolerance. (Dr. Rumer told me 4-6 weeks minimum). It would be a 4-hour long out patient procedure and I could go home after, with follow up 1 week later to remove the drains and then after a few weeks, months and at 1 year – just to monitor it. Overall, fewer follow ups than Dr. Rumer as well.

His office will “negotiate” with my insurance, since it is a covered procedure. So…I set a date.

I have a pre-op check on 01/26/2016. I have to get my pre-op bloodwork done in late February. And I have surgery scheduled for 03/14/2016 or 03/15/2016 (there’s a question on a surgery he may already have scheduled, so they’re going to give me the earliest date they can).

I feel like at this point I’m just kind of counting down. My chest will be healed in time for summer, so I’ll be able to take my shirt off outside.

I don’t think any of it has really set in just yet – but it’s just under 3 months away now. Melissa keeps joking that I should burn my binder when I’m done, but I’ll probably donate it so some other guy can get some use out of it.

That’s all for now,

Fridays from the Men’s Room

So for me, the scariest part of this transition so far aside from the whole coming out to…literally everyone…has been the transition into the men’s room. The worst part of it for me was the uncertainty. I knew what to expect in the women’s room. I knew what women did when they got changed to go to the gym, I knew what they chit-chatted about while they washed their hands.

But what did guys small talk about? Did they even small talk the way women do? Do they just run around the locker room naked?  Continue reading Fridays from the Men’s Room

10 Months

So today marks my 10 month anniversary on T. It’s been a lot of the same changes. My voice is getting slowly deeper, which is nice. My muscles are still growing, which is nice and my body hair keeps darkening. My facial hair is finally starting to grow in something that resembles an normal pattern, which is super exciting because it had been patchy at best, especially on the left side. The acne on my face seems to be finally calming down some, but that may just as easily be my body adjusting to the change in the seasons as the testosterone – I tend to break out less in the winter.