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19 Jan 2025 - finally a reply from the endocrinologist

Just over two weeks it has taken them to reply. I appreciate that my email was in the first week of January when a lot of people (me included) were still off work, but I was starting to think that they had missed my email altogether. 

After all this waiting their response didn’t really say anything. We have three doctors. Their prices are £x and they’re currently taking bookings for months in the future. 

The one that my gender clinic recommended is booking for May onwards. So at least another four months wait before I can even start the process. 

That feels like a long time, and I certainly found the four months wait for the gender identity assessment pretty difficult at times, but it might not be a bad thing. 

It gives me time to try to get my wife on board with my transitioning. 

My major work project should be nearly done by then, so I won’t be worried about having to come out during the process and raise questions about my credibility. Which would be totally wrong and unfair obviously, but I doubt that any of them have any experience of working with a trans person and so I assume the worst. I also expect that changing my hormones will make a big difference to how I feel and probably in an erratic and unpredictable way until it settles, just like a teenager during puberty, which is what I will effectively be doing, and maybe not dealing with that whilst in a stressful situation where I need to be at my best is a good thing. 

It does all keep pushing back though. I won’t begin to feel breast development until at least the summer. There is a requirement for a full year of medical transition and living full time in gender before I can get a referral for surgery and who knows what the wait is on that, so it is likely to be 2027 before I could be rid of my male parts and have a vagina. In the grand scheme of things, having waited forty years to do this it’s maybe not that long, but now I’ve started I want it all to happen.

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