After two unsuccessful attempts on killing myself I decided that to go fulltime and all the stress was better than death.
So the long trip to getting SRS the realization that I could finally be me, gave me a huge adrenaline rush which is still going 3 years later. Like a few others of my age I hadn't know that it was possible to completely transform my body from m>f. But after the VicGender meeting I finally knew the truth.
After all the psychiatrists and Doctors reports along with the blood tests x-ray where gather, name changed passport obtained in new name and most important to me it F for sex :-)
After contacting Ying making the arrangements for SRS in two months it was all go. Being one of the fortunate ones Mary (wife of forty four years) would come over with me for support.
It may sound strange but I really didn't get overly excited or scared about the operation and its consequences. To me it was just another step along the way to full transformation.
The two months passed very quickly. So the great day came and we were on the plane to Bangkok the only fear was that when Dr.Saran met with me, he would say I was too old or I had some health problems that would stop me from having SRS. We flew into Bangkok and was greeted by the lovely Ying (she could not have been nicer).
Piyavate Hospital
At breakneck speed she took us to the hospital and settled us in, saying she would see us at 10:00 the next day. The big moment had arrived I was to meet Dr.Saran. What would he be like what would he think of me? These ran through my mind like a wild fire. But I should not have been concerned as like Ying he was wonderful. His manner was very calming as he explains he could not make me into a woman but he could alter my body to represent that of a female the rest was up to me. Then a few more tests and the moment came then Ying said “Dr.Saran will operate on you tonight” My heart skipped a beat and a smile came over my face that stayed there and to this day is still there.The time came for me to be wheeled down to the theater; Mary came with me to the doors of the theater, one final kiss. The theater was large and modern the anesthetist introduced himself saying he had a couple of things to do. The next thing I remember is waking up in recovery. My reaction was to giggle not from the anesthetic but from the knowledge that I was finally rid of the thing that had identified me as male. I was freezing cold so they put a special heated blanket over me. Mary was there holding my hand, what a wonderful moment it was for me. A peace if advices if you can have a friend to be there when you wakeup do so as it is a special moment. To finish off the memory a nurse said happy birthday as she walked past what a moment in time :-)
This is getting a bit long so I will continue in a day or so.
