This is the sixth post in a series about my experience with having bottom surgery. The other parts are: Are You Excited?, I Got Sliced All The Fuck Up!, Recovery Update, 16 weeks post-surgery update, and Six Months. As usual, proceed with caution. Total TMI-city ahead. Holy crap! It’s been a year since my surgery! It feels like eternity and like it just yesterday at the same time. I know I tend to get wordy af on this blog, but I honestly don’t know how much there is to say about this that I haven’t said already. [Read More]
This is the fifth post in a series about my experience with getting my junk rearranged. The other parts are: Are You Excited?, I Got Sliced All The Fuck Up!, Recovery Update, and 16 weeks post-surgery update. As usual, proceed with caution. Total TMI-city ahead. Ain't nothing stopping this! In some ways, I can’t believe it’s already been six months (and a few days) since my surgery. [Read More]
Marathon training, I guess
It’s been about five months since I had surgery and over a year since I last did a formal marathon training cycle. And it’s fifteen and a half weeks until Chicago Marathon. So, I guess, it’s time to start a new training cycle. Going into surgery, I had just run the Dopey Challenge and was crushing as many runs as I could fit into my schedule. [Read More]
16 weeks post-surgery update
This is the fourth post in a 10,000+ word series about my experience with getting my junk rearranged. The other parts are: Are You Excited?, I Got Sliced All The Fuck Up!, and Recovery Update. I know, I know. I haven’t updated in a while. A lot of people have asked me to, but I honestly just haven’t really had a chance to sit down and write it all out. [Read More]
Thumbs up! Today marks one month since my surgery and, I guess, I should give an update? Overall, I’m feeling reasonably good, I think. It’s really hard to say, to be honest. One of the hardest parts about recovery is that it’s entirely unknown. I don’t know if things are going well. I don’t know how things are supposed to look or feel. I don’t know if that pus-like stuff coming out of me is normal or not. [Read More]
I got sliced all the fuck up!
Hello from the other siiiiiiide… Okay, sorry. I don’t even really like that song, but it felt appropriate? Nah, I just couldn’t think of a better way to start this thing off. This is gonna be…a graphic and super TMI post, but I feel like some of it could be helpful to some and worth reading for others. Mostly, I just kind of want to write about it for my own sake. [Read More]
Are you excited?!?
Content warning: This one gets kinda real and possibly graphic. No. Not really. I’m not, actually. Sorry? At this point, it’s kind of like an open secret. I’m having surgery next week. And because I’m trans, when I say this, people automatically assume it’s THE SURGERY™. Some people get kind of weird like “is…this…like…down there?” In this case, they’re actually right, but it’s such a weird thing to just be like “hey, I’m getting my dick cut off! [Read More]