Affirmation surgery.

[corrvin]

So, in a little less than 15 hours, I will be in the operating room, removing two unhappy lemons, a small angry hedgehog, and the button that connects it to the downspout.

I have had a good time connecting with people like me-- had lots of good advice-- and I'm nearly packed and ready for the early morning trip. I have a load of laundry going with my fancy socks and the shirts that look decent without a bra (because bra? NO! according to my inner angry toddler).

I think what makes me the happiest about this is that I'm gonna have a body that matches my inner-self-body a little bit more. It's kinda like gender affirmation surgery, except that in my case it's affirmation of myself as a person who doesn't have to be in pain, doesn't have to dread pain, doesn't have to live a life around preparing for and trying to avoid pain.

And yeah, sexually active (maybe?) but 100% permanently infertile and missing a couple of parts? That suits my identity just fine.

Comments

[loree]

Best wishes for speedy recovery once again. Also, my girlfriend threw herself a Happy Spaying party after her sterilization surgery, I'm just sayin'.

[corrvin]

I think I'm just gonna buy new sheets and underwear. But yeah, red velvet cake is probably traditional?

[bikergeek]

Hoping for a speedy and uncomplicated recovery for you. *gentle hugs*

[corrvin]

And if not, I got support.

[bikergeek]

Good. Glad to hear that. I'm a little bit far away to be of much use.

[azurelunatic]

Remember, gender affirmation surgery does *not* mean replacing your ovaries with walnuts... :D

*cheers for things*

[corrvin]

Remove AND DISCARD lemons.