The Fifth Colu.mn: Stick It To Me, Baby!
(Photo: Garrett Hoffman)
Garrett Hoffman is blogging his transition at transformgarrett.blogspot.com. The rest of his posts can be found here.
It is not easy because the sheer amounts in which you have to slather yourself are unbelievable and disgusting. I smell like a hospital janitor closet in the morning after application. NO LIE.** I have to obtain my gel bottles monthly which requires me calling the pharmacy and going to pick it up. Sure, I go to Target often and could schedule my pharmacy trips when I have to go and pick things up anyway but I am, clearly, not that organized as it never works out like that. I also have to bring my gel EVERYWHERE I go…even if it’s just for a weekend. ANNOYING! AND with the termination of the great celibacy streak of 2009/2010, the individuals with whom I am currently sharing my bed are worried about the potential hormone transfer which, yes, can happen.
When I was at the endocronologist yesterday I asked to be put on the injections. It seems that I successfully convinced my doctor that my energy level has decreased which involved a quick calming meditation in my automobile, as well as a mild sedative, before entering the clinic. Running between 30 and 50 miles a week also helps quell my sprightliness which has apparently resulted from a combination of quitting smoking*** and beginning T. Doc, somewhat reluctantly, said ok to needles and wrote me a prescription. WIN!
While I haven’t actually injected myself yet I know that I will enjoy it. There is something I find very manly about sticking a needle in your own flesh. A once weekly regimen will be much preferable to my current daily applications. I can obtain more than one month’s worth at a time. I have heard the injections masculinize faster (although this still remains to be seen). My acne promises to worsen (gross). I am loving (almost) every second of this transition. Life, keep it coming. I AM SO READY FOR THIS NOW MORE THAN EVER!
*I may have just outed myself as a masochist :-/
**This, however, is preferable to the dead animal smell that emanates from my pores after I run.
***109 days completely smoke free as of today!!
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