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MTF Gender Affirmation Surgery (GRS SRS) with Dr Ives in Australia
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MTF Gender Affirmation Surgery (GRS SRS)
dangle.no.moreNovember 9, 2017
$12,000
For long as I’ve lived I’ve always been super jealous of other girls born with the correct sex characteristics. Being born with male sex characteristics but a female gender (mind), my body has been a prison to the real me and a constant source of anxiety/depression from my earliest child hood memories. 3 Year’s ago I started hormone replacement therapy and off the successful impact that had on my life I decided to have Gender Affirmation Surgery this year with Dr Andrew Ives.
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11 days post
Day before
dangle.no.moreNovember 11, 2017
It’s the day before my surgery and I thought I would be allot more nervous.. However I’m just so excited! It’s been about a year since my first consultation with Dr Ives (the day I I booked in) and I can’t believe how fast this day has come.
I’ve done all my prep which includes getting a chest X-ray, ECG, blood work and full laser hair removal. Just today the day before I’ve been instructed to take antibiotics and drink two fleet bottles. The concoction is designed to empty your bowels. The taste is absolutely foul!! I immediately felt sick and started to wonder which end I would be emptied from. The 2nd bottle was the hardest to get through, just looking at this picture of the bottle makes me wanna vom. However, by morning I was passing clear liquid and wish I took some time to appreciate that THAT was the last time I would sit on a toilet for 8 days!
I’ve done all my prep which includes getting a chest X-ray, ECG, blood work and full laser hair removal. Just today the day before I’ve been instructed to take antibiotics and drink two fleet bottles. The concoction is designed to empty your bowels. The taste is absolutely foul!! I immediately felt sick and started to wonder which end I would be emptied from. The 2nd bottle was the hardest to get through, just looking at this picture of the bottle makes me wanna vom. However, by morning I was passing clear liquid and wish I took some time to appreciate that THAT was the last time I would sit on a toilet for 8 days!
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UPDATED FROM dangle.no.more
11 days post
Surgery day
dangle.no.moreNovember 11, 2017
It’s 5am and I’m up getting ready for my 6am submission to Masada Private hospital in St Kilda Melbourne. I did end up running a bit late and was super worried I would lose my number one spot for the scheduled surgeries that day. However even though I was 10mins late I was made to wait longer in the lobby anyway before paying my hospital fees and awaiting a nurse to come collect me. Phew.
I did notice another trans girl waiting with me. She must be going in after me. She seemed older than me and was absolutely covered in tats which to be honest intimidated me from starting any conversation with her.
The nurse took me to my private room which looked really lovely, the towels were folded on the table sort of like you would see in a hotel. She instructed me to get undressed and put on the typical backless hospital gown and she will be back. I opted to leave my undies on (I wore my very best ones) and put on a provided dressing gown to keep warm.
The nurse returned with some compression stockings and red socks to put on. I felt like I only just got them on when Dr Ives showed up! He seemed to be in such a great mood which jut made me so happy. If there was one day I wanted him to feel motivated to do great work, today was the day hah!
Soon after Tim arrived to walk me to surgery. This is the moment I was expecting to completely freak out but my heart beat went heavy only for just a moment. My mum seemed to be freaking out though and she shreaked (oh god it’s time).
I thought it was so cool I got to walk to surgery and spoke to Tim about it as he lead me to theatre. Nice guy btw. Once there I was introduced to the most bubbliest surgery nurse. She confirmed all my details before taking me into the theatre room. I got to hope onto the operating table and remember talking to my anaesthetist about how freezing the room was. She was putting an IV in my left hand and the last thing I remember was her saying “you’ll be the warmest one here trust me”. That was it, lights out!
Next thing I know a women is telling me to take deep breaths. I couldn’t open my eyes but I could tell I was in recovery. I feel like I started vomited almost immediately and had a suction tube shoved down my throat. I could hear the beeps of my own heart and the constant reminder to take deep breaths. I was really out of it but I do sorta remember the recovery staff talking about a large rash that had appeared on my leg. I didn’t know it at the time but this was the first warning how sensitive I am to drugs. More on this later.
That night I snuck my first look under the covers! Even with all the dressing I could tell my shape had changed and this put a big fat beamy smile on my face. Pain was minimal at this point and actually had a great nights sleep.
I did notice another trans girl waiting with me. She must be going in after me. She seemed older than me and was absolutely covered in tats which to be honest intimidated me from starting any conversation with her.
The nurse took me to my private room which looked really lovely, the towels were folded on the table sort of like you would see in a hotel. She instructed me to get undressed and put on the typical backless hospital gown and she will be back. I opted to leave my undies on (I wore my very best ones) and put on a provided dressing gown to keep warm.
The nurse returned with some compression stockings and red socks to put on. I felt like I only just got them on when Dr Ives showed up! He seemed to be in such a great mood which jut made me so happy. If there was one day I wanted him to feel motivated to do great work, today was the day hah!
Soon after Tim arrived to walk me to surgery. This is the moment I was expecting to completely freak out but my heart beat went heavy only for just a moment. My mum seemed to be freaking out though and she shreaked (oh god it’s time).
I thought it was so cool I got to walk to surgery and spoke to Tim about it as he lead me to theatre. Nice guy btw. Once there I was introduced to the most bubbliest surgery nurse. She confirmed all my details before taking me into the theatre room. I got to hope onto the operating table and remember talking to my anaesthetist about how freezing the room was. She was putting an IV in my left hand and the last thing I remember was her saying “you’ll be the warmest one here trust me”. That was it, lights out!
Next thing I know a women is telling me to take deep breaths. I couldn’t open my eyes but I could tell I was in recovery. I feel like I started vomited almost immediately and had a suction tube shoved down my throat. I could hear the beeps of my own heart and the constant reminder to take deep breaths. I was really out of it but I do sorta remember the recovery staff talking about a large rash that had appeared on my leg. I didn’t know it at the time but this was the first warning how sensitive I am to drugs. More on this later.
That night I snuck my first look under the covers! Even with all the dressing I could tell my shape had changed and this put a big fat beamy smile on my face. Pain was minimal at this point and actually had a great nights sleep.
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May 23, 2018
Aw. I haven’t gotten mine done yet, but I remembered the day I first got my trachea and Breasts augmented. Your story seems lovely and made me want to cry and I will the moment that my bf leads me to the surgery room:(. How did you feel after you woke up? And how was your recovery stages? Was it really painful first few days?
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