For those who are curious, here are some dates for you.
2001 -- Started learning about transgenderism.
Sept 2006 -- Started college, gained support system, learned a ton about being trans
April 2006 -- Started binding, started looking at names, started identifying as trans. Went back and forth for the next few years.
June 2009 -- Started seeing a gender therapist.
July 25, 2009 -- My dad passed away. Stopped seeing my gender therapist, stopped thinking about gender for awhile.
April 30, 2010 -- My mom passed away.
May 31, 2010 -- Graduated college.
March 2011 -- Went back to same gender therapist, started working on gender issues.
April 30, 2011 -- Started going by Tuck, using male pronouns full time.
Late June, 2011 -- Got my physical in preparation for starting T.
July 2, 2011 -- Told I would be getting my T letter, made first call to Fenway Health.
July 8, 2011 -- Got my T letter.
July 8, 2011 - July 15, 2011 -- Assorted bloodwork, faxing, phonecalls, emails with therapist and Fenway.
July 15, 2011 -- My case goes before Fenway Health Transgender board. Case is approved! Told to make an appointment for 4 weeks from that date for initial hormone evaluation.
July 30, 2011 -- Top surgery fundraising party.
August 5, 2011 -- First shot at Fenway Health.
August 15, 2011 -- Phone call with Dr. Garramone. Top Surgery Scheduled!
January 26, 2012 -- Top Surgery scheduled!
When things get started, they REALLY get started!
Showing posts with label top surgery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label top surgery. Show all posts
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, August 1, 2011
T is for Top Surgery Fundraiser!
So my top surgery fundraising party was this past Saturday. The theme was, obviously, 'No Shirt, No Shoes, No Problem.'
We made commemorative pink cups that said the name of the party and the date. We had a keg, two 30racks of Bud Lite, skippies, assorted tequila, whiskey, vodka, gin. My kind friends bought a cake that said 'Tuck's the Best, Fuck the Rest'. We had streamers and waterguns and temporary dinosaur tattoos and parasols that go in the cup. We played flip cup and beer pong downstairs and danced to country music upstairs. We had jello shots in every flavor and jello shots made in orange slices.
Overall, it was amazing. I raised over $500. That alone is enough for me to reserve a surgery date with Dr. Garramone. I was truly, truly touched by everyone's immense display of support. I felt very truly loved, and I don't know how to repay that love, except in words I guess.
For those who are interested, my model was as follows--
$5 for a cup / admission. These are commemorative cups (so people feel like they are paying for something). You can write your name on the cup and you can then fill the cup up as many times as you want with anything you want.
$1 Jello Shots. I had various people walk around carrying these and selling them, and we made a good amount of money that way.
Other than that, I advertised on facebook and told people to come bringing cash. You wouldn't be admitted without cash. I got change beforehand at the bank and put a mason jar in the fridge for jello shots. I also put two mason jars around the apartment for miscellaneous donations. All in all, it went very well!
In other news, I'm at 4 days til my first T shot. I keep thinking about how I should be mourning my last days as a woman or whatever blablabla but you know. I just don't feel that way. I'm not hateful of being a woman, I just don't really care. It's like going to college or getting married. I've done this stage of my life. I'm ready for the next one. I had a good 23 years, let's get this show on the road.
We made commemorative pink cups that said the name of the party and the date. We had a keg, two 30racks of Bud Lite, skippies, assorted tequila, whiskey, vodka, gin. My kind friends bought a cake that said 'Tuck's the Best, Fuck the Rest'. We had streamers and waterguns and temporary dinosaur tattoos and parasols that go in the cup. We played flip cup and beer pong downstairs and danced to country music upstairs. We had jello shots in every flavor and jello shots made in orange slices.
Overall, it was amazing. I raised over $500. That alone is enough for me to reserve a surgery date with Dr. Garramone. I was truly, truly touched by everyone's immense display of support. I felt very truly loved, and I don't know how to repay that love, except in words I guess.
For those who are interested, my model was as follows--
$5 for a cup / admission. These are commemorative cups (so people feel like they are paying for something). You can write your name on the cup and you can then fill the cup up as many times as you want with anything you want.
$1 Jello Shots. I had various people walk around carrying these and selling them, and we made a good amount of money that way.
Other than that, I advertised on facebook and told people to come bringing cash. You wouldn't be admitted without cash. I got change beforehand at the bank and put a mason jar in the fridge for jello shots. I also put two mason jars around the apartment for miscellaneous donations. All in all, it went very well!
In other news, I'm at 4 days til my first T shot. I keep thinking about how I should be mourning my last days as a woman or whatever blablabla but you know. I just don't feel that way. I'm not hateful of being a woman, I just don't really care. It's like going to college or getting married. I've done this stage of my life. I'm ready for the next one. I had a good 23 years, let's get this show on the road.
Friday, June 24, 2011
TOP SURGERY
I've started a fundraiser for my upcoming top surgery. Shit is EXPENSIVE, brother. Like more expensive than my car. Like more expensive than my car INSURANCE.
With any luck, by next year, I'll be the realest boy imaginable.
Here is the link to donate!
If you donate $50 or more, I will draw you a comic to show you my eternal gratitude!
In other news, tuckstuff.com is my new favorite website. I want all presents from there from now on.
I mean look at this. This is perfect.Friday, June 17, 2011
T is for
Tucker.
Twenty-three.
Transbro.
Working towards my T Letter.
Saving up for Top Surgery.
This is my holy roaming empire.
Twenty-three.
Transbro.
Working towards my T Letter.
Saving up for Top Surgery.
This is my holy roaming empire.
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