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FFS Day 7

So yesterday was the last day of oral antibiotics. Thank fuck for that because as is so often the case when I’m on penicillins, not…
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FFS Day 6

Well, that’s it. Done and dusted assuming nothing crops up in the next chunk-o-healing. After last night’s debacle with not sleeping I could not have…
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Pregaming FFS Day 6.

So today I should get the sutures out – which is great. And the staples. But after 6 and a half hours of staring at…
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FFS Days 4 and 5

Days 4 and 5 have pretty much followed the same pattern except with the delight that Kathryn’s been home much of the time because it’s…
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FFS Day 3

Mostly just a lack of sleep which is wearing me down. Lots of swelling although that’s definitely improving. And the day has mostly been spent…
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FFS Day 2

So, another fairly sleepless night. Sleeping sat up is just something I find incredibly hard to do, which is weird and almost certainly just psychological,…
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FFS days 0 and 1

Day 0. This one going to be kinda hazy because, well, anesthesia. So yesterday morning I rocked up at the surgery center at 7:15 and…

Noted genius

Today’s mostly been spent getting organised. Meal replacement drinks into the fridge. Smoothie goop out and ready. Checking through tablets n times +1. Laundering the…
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Reticence

One of the things that’s happened over the past year is that I’ve had a bit of a reexamination of my transition. This was undoubtedly…
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On facing up to things

Before I write this – I’ve been looking at some of my old posts. Seriously old posts. The first posts I wrote that still exist…