Complications Continue

Since my infection, and since my checkup with my GP, I've had a red mass next to my clitoris. I sent pictures to Dr M's office and was told that I have a "suture granuloma". This means that my body has rejected one of the sutures and is trying to push it out. I'm told that once the suture surfaces, and is removed, all will resolve with no lingering effects. I'm supposed to apply warm compresses 3-4 times daily. At best I usually manage it only twice a day. So, 3 weeks later, the granuloma persists. Today, while checking everything out, I discovered what seems to be a suture poking out in the area of the new hooding above my clit. I don't know if it's involved with the granuloma as I don't know where its other end is. Right now it's a bit too painful to pull the thing out. This may require medical intervention!

On the top front my breasts are looking better, more natural, and starting to show more bounce and jiggle. A few more weeks and I can shop for new bras. Yeah!

I made good on my promise to restart exercising. I'm back on my exercise bike every weekday morning. After three weeks I'm just now starting see an effect on my weight.

Six Months?

Going by the day counter I just passed my half-year vaginoplasty anniversary. However, since February doesn't have a 30th I'm not sure when the six-month anniversary happens. In any case, the time has seemed to fly by. So much has happened, but in many ways very little has really happened. Truly, vaginoplasty is a huge step in the life of a transgirl but it's only one step of many and certainly not an end point. The step of going full time, for me, will always be the most important step, the day I was able to start living life on my terms, as the me I know myself to be. Going full time was a public event: memos were sent out, an information meeting was held, new identification was generated; everyone knew. Vaginoplasty was a private event; I never told anyone directly what I was doing. I was operated on, recuperated for several weeks, and then returned to work. Life went on. Birthdays were celebrated. The holidays came and went. I continued healing. Six weeks ago I had my labiaplasty and breast augmentation and started the healing process all over again, this time hurting both on top and on bottom. Again, I kept this quiet. Basically, I'm really glad to have all of this in the past. With these out of the way, from here on out it's just life.