Overdue Update, on Electrolysis, Surgery, Insurance, and Boobs

"The boob fairy never came for me
No the boob fairy never came for me
Look, I wasn't wanting melons, just a cute curvaceous "B"
But the boob fairy never came for me."

-- Deirdre Flint, The Boob Fairy

I know this is where I'm supposed to make some excuse about why I haven't been updating for the last three months, but I've got nothing. Well, I've got a few things, but they're empty excuses that don't really matter in the long run. It's probably best if we all just move on and pretend that nothing happened. =P

Electrolysis continues. I've now logged just over 8 hours on my face, and 15 down below (and spent about $1,200 on it). I saw my physician for a checkup back in August and finally asked for lidocane/prilocane numbing cream, which she was happy to prescribe. In general, the numbing helps a ton, especially on my upper lip, but there are certain areas I'm not so sure about.

The cream only numbs the top layers of skin, and in a few spots this has the strange effect of removing most of the pain, but not the itching. With the top layers numb, scratching does absolutely nothing, and I end up wanting to crawl out of my skin by the time she's done. At least without the cream, the pain from each successive zap helps relieve some of the itching from the previous stabs.

It helps my mental well-being to think about the time until surgery in terms of how many electrolysis sessions I'll have in the interim. Assuming that I continue with my current schedule of two weeks between sessions, and that I stop around four weeks in advance to allow the skin to fully heal, I only have six more sessions before surgery! Contrasted with the 17 sessions I've already endured, I think I just might make it with my sanity intact.

Yep. Surgery is less than four months away (if I haven't established, I'm definitely waiting for the official date of February 22nd), and once again it's all I can think about. Honestly, damn this wait!

For the longest time I racked my brains over whether or not I even wanted surgery, then whether or not I was ready, whether we could save the money, what surgeon to go to. It seems unfair that the seemingly interminable year-long wait could only happen after these decisions were made. At this point, I check the countdown calendar on the right side of my blog constantly. I'm ready to move on now... please? =P

Still, the year since scheduling is more than two-thirds over. I just hope the days fly by faster as the date approaches, and not slower.

Saving is going well, and I'm pretty sure we have the funds secured, but I've been stressing over money a lot lately. All I can think about is what else we could be spending $20k on, like truly starting our married life together. I've recently been having dreams that insurance pays for it, and suddenly we have enough to put a down payment on a house, buy furniture, take a vacation.

Erin is amazing for taking this all in stride. I also appreciate all my friends for putting up with me repeatedly doling out the same tired excuse: "I want to, but I can't. I'm saving for surgery." If you're sick of hearing it, believe me when I say that I'm sick of saying it, too. I think the fact that I've never had to pretend to be broke for this long is affecting me, though. I'm definitely a child of the consumer age, and I miss spending money on stuff.

On that note, I'm trying really hard not to count any chickens just yet, but it's looking like I probably will be able to get insurance through work that will cover my reassignment surgery. It's insanely exciting, and hopefully I'll have more details soon. Fingers and toes crossed!

Speaking of doctors and insurance, I also saw my endocrinologist not very long ago for a yearly renewal, and to discuss my pre- and post-surgery hormone regimens. Female hormone replacement pills are known for increasing the risk of thromboembolism (traveling blood clots), so most surgeons, including mine, require patients to reduce or stop taking hormones a few weeks before surgery. My endo suggested that I wean myself off slowly, to reduce the inevitable hot flashes and moodiness. Though I'll resume estrogen and progesterone after surgery (and for the rest of my life), I'm definitely looking forward to never needing to take testosterone-blockers again. =D

She also gave me the regular blood work, to check my hormone levels, but apparently she forgot my insurance situation and coded it under "psycho-sexual disorders". My insurance will have none of that, and denied the claim, so I recently got a bill for $400 worth of blood tests. =(

I've talked to the hospital and asked them to change the coding and try again, but I'm nervous that the damage has already been done. A friend of mine recently tried to claim her SRS through the same insurance (SelectHealth), and after denying her, they also decided to start denying anything and everything else that they could claim was related, whether it actually was or not. Hopefully the re-code on my blood work will pass through, and that's the last I'll hear of it, especially since I'm planning to switch insurance ASAP.

Last, but not least, I've been doing a lot of ruminating about possibly getting a breast augmentation. It's something that's been in my head for a long time, but something that, for a few reasons, I haven't really talked about. It's odd to me that I find it fairly easy to disclose all sorts of information about my transition and body, but not so easy to talk about this one thing.

To be honest, I have some self-esteem issues around my body. I still pad my bra, and though I know that's not that strange, I guess I just want to feel like I can have more confidence in my image, without having to think about it daily.

Even though putting it that way makes perfect sense to me, I still feel guilt around the subject. I suppose I view SRS as simply necessary, but implants have been socially drilled in to my brain as being purely superficial. Well, sure, they are superficial, but we live in a superficial world, and if that's what it takes to make me feel comfortable in my own skin, then I should probably stop feeling guilty and do it.

Letters to a Surgeon

Won't you please,
Please tell me what we've learned?
I know it sounds absurd;
But please tell me who I am.

-- Supertramp, The Logical Song

I can has two letters of recommendation for surgery! =D

As I wrote before, I was having a tough time finding someone for my second letter, as required by the WPATH Standards of Care (and more importantly, as required by my surgeon). I'd collected a couple of suggestions from trans friends and called a few psychologists, with no luck. Among those I'd called was one prospect, a Dr Beckstead, who was out of town. I waited until he got back in near the end of June to leave a message, which he promptly returned a few hours later. He said that he had experience working with trans clients and writing these letters, and that he'd be glad to meet with me. W00t!

I had an appointment with him on July 7th, and he was awesome! He was very courteous, kind, patient, and a great listener. For some reason, I'd expected a battery of dry evaluation tests, with ridiculous questions questions like, "How often are you angry?"

Instead, we sat and chatted casually for an hour about my transition, the ups and downs I've experienced, my emotional state during various stages in my life, etc. The hour flew by, and by the end of it, I'd rambled off my entire life as it relates to my gender. He told me he'd be happy to write a letter for me, and agreed to have it ready the following week. I picked it up on the 14th, and... wow.

I expected half page or so. This sucker is four pages long, and recounts nearly every detail I shared with him, but in a more cohesive, less rambly way. It's really interesting to see a summation of so much information about myself. Even though much of it is a direct interpretation of what I'd told him, being reworded and peppered with his observations makes it feel slightly surreal, like hearing a recording of your voice for the first time and wondering, "Is that really what I sound like to other people?" Even though none of the information is a secret, the letter feels very intimate, and makes me realize just how much I expose my naked thoughts and feelings to the world. I'll cherish it always. =)

My regular therapist told me long ago that she'd be happy to write a letter if/when I decide to have surgery, so I also set up a recent appointment with her to go over the details. I hadn't seen her for the better part of a year, but most everything I had to share was good news, so the session had the odd feeling of catching up with an old friend, then paying her for it. =P

She offered to mail her letter, and it arrived on Saturday. Her letter is much more what I expected, basically just an overview of our therapy and her recommendation:

Dear Dr. Bowers,

This letter is in regard to [Vivienne]. Vivienne is a male to female transsexual woman who I have been treating for Gender Identity Disorder (GID) since March of 2009. [Vivienne] has been on hormone replacement therapy since July of 2009; she has undergone a legal change of name and gender marker and has been living full time as female since April 2010.

I have spent many clinical hours with [Vivienne] addressing issues pertinent to her gender identity and transition. I am confident that she is psychologically and socially prepared to complete a surgical transition to female. [Vivienne] has considered all aspects of gender reassignment surgery and will continue to live a productive and emotionally healthy life as a woman. Therefore, it is my recommendation that she be considered for further medical or surgical procedures as she wishes.

For the sake of completeness, I've also included some of Dr. Beckstead's letter below. I've pared it down to around 1/2 the original length, but it's still pretty long, I wouldn't blame anyone for thinking it's TL;DR and skipping it. ;)

Dear Dr. Bowers,

This letter is to document my assessment of Vivienne and my recommendation that she is eligible and ready for male-to-female sex reassignment surgery (SRS). My evaluation is based on 1 individual evaluation on July 7, 2011. After this meeting, I was confident in making this recommendation. Vivienne has also met with another local therapist, who is highly competent in gender-identity issues, starting in March 2009 to the present. Regarding Vivienne, she is 29 years old, employed, and married, with no children. My overall impression of Vivienne is that she is intelligent, thoughtful, warm, sensitive, easy-to-get-along with, independent, practical, and confident about her choice of SRS.

History of Gender Dysphoria & Sexuality
[Vivienne] describes herself as an awkward, emotional child that never felt right being who she was... She was never into sports but also never interested in “girlie toys” but building toys. She would always play female characters in video games, not only preferring the identity but also being attracted to the character’s characteristics. She sees herself as always having feminine mannerisms and that people considered her to be homosexual or the “gayest straight boy,” which caused her to question and explore if she were gay. She relates that this focus on sexuality clouded her exploration and acceptance of being transgender.

She describes always feeling out of place in men’s locker rooms and bathrooms and never using the urinal. She hated gym class because she would be forced to change in front of people and would often leave her shirt on while swimming, always feeling awkward in her body but never understanding why.

She recalls that a pivotal time for self-acceptance and identity was when she worked in the Philippines for six weeks in 2008. Transgender issues were more prevalent, obvious, and accepted. This compelled her to do research for a couple of months on transgender issues, which helped her “put the pieces together” and realize that transitioning was worth the risks of social rejection. This process led to her talking with her then girlfriend, which Vivienne describes as emotional because her girlfriend was afraid of losing her. However, once her girlfriend realized the possibilities of staying together (her girlfriend is bisexual) and that Vivienne would be happier, both were okay with the decision and she has been supportive ever since. They married in September 2010.

Vivienne describes having slight “bi-tendencies,” open to the idea that she could be with a man if she met one with whom she fell in love; erotically and emotionally, however, she states that she has always preferred women and does consider herself a lesbian. She relates never being sexually aroused or interested in female clothing or going through a cross-dressing phase of buying and purging clothing. She describes herself as “not that girlie of a girl,” and typically wears jeans and a t-shirt. She has never been interested in wearing feminine-typical clothing because she believes women can wear what they want and still be a woman. She does relate how thinking of her body as female, especially being able to have sex and interact the way she wants as female, is arousing. In her words, “It’s never about the clothing but about the expression of myself through my body that is important.”

Overall, she describes feeling uncomfortable about her body, although less now because she appears female, but she feels “squeamish, weird, awkward” when she does think about her current genitalia and knows that she would be happier and excited with “the correct body” and wants “everything to match.” She is considering breast augmentation but wants to give hormones more time to have an effect. She is also determined to eat better and exercise more.

She states that making the decision for SRS has been difficult, mainly because of finances and her concerns about its effect on her wife and their relationship. She reports exploring and evaluating the risks of surgery, especially with concerns about having a good sex life and sexual sensation, but she states that she sees herself having more fun and pleasure with the correct body.

Social Support, and Current Life Stresses
She describes her relationship with her wife as equal, where both can discuss and resolve issues, and her transition has strengthened their relationship. They can lean on each other for support. Vivienne also states that she has not lost a single friend or family member’s support.

Current stresses for Vivienne include saving money for surgery and a house and managing any guilt about putting her wife under this pressure. Vivienne states that she also worries about body issues and what people think of her (e.g., has she offended someone).

Mental Health History and Status
Vivienne reports that she has suffered with anxiety and depression since childhood. Vivienne sees herself as independent and able to “deal with it” on her own. Vivienne describes having strong emotions but also strong logic that help her maintain balance.

She describes her anxiety as worrying too much about what people think and feel, trying to please them, and then blowing things out of proportion. Her depression was strongest when she first came out and feared its impact on others, which involved breakdowns of wondering if she was doing the right thing. Vivienne states that since her transition, her depression has gradually disappeared as she expresses who she is more: “Not needing to pretend has helped a lot.”

Overall, she states that her sense of independence and responsibility can become to extreme and turn in to anxiety. Vivienne considers that she will always be anxious but has learned to manage it better. Ways that help her to cope currently include expressing more with people who care, processing issues with her wife, and using reality as a check-and-balance.

Summary
Vivienne demonstrates the capacity to understand anticipated physical, emotional, and social changes and drawbacks associated with SRS. She is realistic about the changes that can and cannot occur through SRS. I consider her eligible and ready for SRS because she has consolidated her gender identity in the last 2.5 years during her use of hormonal therapy and full-time, real-life experience. She is highly supported by her spouse, family, friends, and job. Her mental health is stable and she does not suffer from any self-abuse, psychotic thought patterns, severe psychological or personality symptoms, or impaired decision-making skills.

These are letters #4 and #5 that I've had to acquire throughout my transition, the first to start hormones, and the second and third for changing my legal name and gender, which shows the kind of crazy hoops we trans folk have to jump through. =/

Anywho, everything's coming together nicely. Now I just wish I didn't have six more months to wait! ><

New Doc, New Meds, New Prescription Madness

"You kn-kn-know what I want!
Gimme more. Gimme more.
Pretty please, a prescription!"
-- Mindless Self Indulgence, Prescription

I usually avoid talking very specifically about my body, but this is pretty limiting in a transition blog. Physical changes are a huge part of my transition, and if any place should be safe to talk about them, it should be here... I just worry that I'll make other people uncomfortable. Since I've really got to stop worrying so much about other people, I'm just gonna give you a heads up: I will talk about my boobs. There, I've said it. Whether you know me or not, if you think you might be uncomfortable with me talking about anatomy, nobody will blame you for ducking out. =P

As usual, I've waited far too long to talk about what's going on in my life, and I've got quite a backlog, so let's catch up on hormones. =)

My first endocrinologist sucked, so about four months ago, a month before my hormone prescription ran out, I decided to look for a new doc. I had three goals in mind: find someone who cares, is in my insurance, and prescribes *progesterone. I got a big list of endos and ratings of said endos from various trans friends, then narrowed it down by insurance, and started making calls. The only one within my plan that was taking new patients however, was only accepting referrals from a primary care physician. The good news was that there was a PCP in the same office that works closely with the endo. The bad news? The physician was booked about a month out, and the endo three months. =/

*(Progesterone is a primarily female hormone often prescribed as part of both post-menopausal and transsexual hormone replacement, but many docs are afraid of it, because some synthetics have been known for nasty side-effects, and its full effects on development aren't well known. Progesterone is key in breast development, among other things, but there is still a lot of disagreement as to how much is gained, and which meds, if any, benefit trans-women the most. Part of the problem is that most of the data comes from post-menopausal women, and broad testing with trans-women is virtually non-existent.)

Since I wouldn't see the new endo for a while, I called my old doc to ask for an extension on my prescription, and she told me that she would grant it, but never followed up. Fortunately, my appointment with the new PCP was just a few days after my prescription expired.

The new physician was awesome! She listened, she answered, she genuinely cared. I know, weird, right? She even chatted with me excitedly about my (then) upcoming wedding, and gave me a three month extension to last until I could see the endo. About a month later, when I went through my legal name/gender change, she was also nice enough to write up a letter of recommendation for me to present to the judge.

When I finally saw my new endocrinologist, she was just as cool. She was extremely enthusiastic in getting to know me and explaining things to me in detail. Before I could even bring up the progesterone, she asked, "How's your breast growth?" I explained that I'd had some growth spurts in the beginning, but nothing much since then, and she immediately followed up with "We should get you on progesterone!" =D

Of course, there's always a hitch. To save myself from having to go in at different times for different prescriptions, I waited for my other two to run out before filling the progesterone. When I did, the pharmacy informed me that I could now get three months of the spironolactone and estradiol, but that my insurance would only let me get one month to start on the progesterone. That seemed reasonable, but when I got home, I realized that they only gave me half my normal dose of spiro. It turned out that the new endo had accidentally prescribed it wrong. =/

Unlike with my old endo though, I was actually able to get a hold of one of the new doctor's staff, and they immediately sent a correction. The pharmacy then told me that I should just take the spiro at the correct dosage, and that they'd get it corrected at the 45-day marker when my supply is gone.

Last night, I called in a refill on the progesterone, but when I picked it up, they said they only had enough for 5 days, and that they'll call me in the next few days when the rest is available. I also asked them about the spiro, and they told me that they'll probably just refill for three more months when I run out.

So now, even though I'm getting meds for three months at a time, I had to go in yesterday for the progesterone, I'll have to go back in a few days for more progesterone, then back in two weeks for the spiro, again 45 days later for the estradiol, and repeat. Despite my efforts, my three prescriptions will never be on the same schedule again. *sigh*

Anywho, I've now been on progesterone for one month, and I've definitely noticed a few effects. Like with my first hormone post, I'll just present the evidence, and let you decide what's unrelated/psychosomatic and what's not. =P

• My breasts have been tender and itchy almost constantly for the last month, which indicates growth to me. This is basically what it felt like off-and-on when I first started hormones. Their shape has also rounded out a bit, and they look more natural.
• I've noticed some skin changes, and the weirdest thing, the tattoo on my back sometimes "raises", and I can feel bumps where the lines are; when this happens, it's also itchy.
• My skin is a little more oily, and I've gotten a few more zits than usual.
• My anxiety is back, which is odd, because progesterone is supposed to be calming. Of course, this could easily be due to a lot of other things going on, too. =P

I really haven't experienced any extreme side effects so far; the acne is a little annoying, but hopefully that will fade after a few months, as it did when I first started on hormones. Otherwise, med-related things are going pretty hunky-dory, and still far better than when I had to deal with my old endo. =)