Realer and realer.

So today was the initial consultation with the surgeon. No particular surprises although it appears that recovery times may be shorter and costs may be lower than expected. This is most pleasing. Talking about surgery isn't confronting per se but it was the conversation about the risks and potential adverse outcomes and some of them, while exceedingly rare, are not pleasant. That's so not putting me off though.

I went straight from the doctor's office to meet a friend and debrief. Only a reletively new friend but someone with whom I feel immediately comfy and who is also trans (albeit FTM) so he was easy to talk to. We both had life ventings and I'm awfully glad he was able to be there because even after that I still felt adrenal and like I wanted to burst into tears despite actually being quite happy about things. It's simply one of those steps that makes this process suddenly very much less abstract. I went home and twitched online for a bit before falling asleep on the couch with the cat for an hour or so.

Awoke to find that my flatmate have cooked mashed potato and greenbeans and reheated what was left of last night's lamb shanks, conveniently one each. A good thing and possibly improved by being leftovers as these things often are. I have an RDO tomorrow so I can relax a bit. I have vague plans to meet another friend for lunch. I suspect I'll sleep deeply tonight.