SRS: 30 days after surgery

 Checkup time again!



Went to see the specialist nurse and surgeon again. Healing is progressing steadily and my ability to function with it. Surgeon was able to remove all the remaining necrosis, so body should understand now that hey, everything is ok now, no need to swell up everything. I was allowed to start hormones again too! First two weeks with half dosage and then to full, it might be bit too much for the body to jump back to full dosage right away.

Thanks to the resume of hormones, I'm feeling teeny tiny bit tipsy. And tired. Tiredness could be just genuine lack of sleep though, I didn't sleep much last night as I have fucked up my sleeping rhythm again. I got some major hot flashes while writing this, so the hormones really are starting to buzz. Gosh, it's finally starting to be over the worst part. I'm also injecting the last anticoagulant, Klexane, today. Which means that I'm back to my normal medication. I will wait for couple of days to sync my meds and start my all-in-one super-vitamin again. It had some natural product which causes blood thinning so it was banned. And I don't ask why. I'm not sure if I continue finasteride though, I need to ask about it from the hormone clinic. But I think I should wait for the hormones to be back on full dosage first. I might give a call for the trans-clinic as well. I have faint memory that they asked for that.

Holy heck I got tired. Maybe I should go to sleep early today, in like 2 hours. It's bit early right now so I need to persevere. 😅



'Til next time~ 💜

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