there was a lot happening this year. I haven't properly described it yet, so maybe this is the time. firstly, I'm polish, but currently living and transitioning in the UK. I wish I could find someone in similar position, who would describe their experience in detail back when I was clueless, so here I am, hopefully helping someone with this post.
actually, I started my research about transgender when I was a skinny emo teenager. I knew something's always been wrong my entire tomboy life, but when about the age of 15 I started searching web for clues... and I found only bad news. basically, in poland, back then, it just seemed impossible. I started to repress all these feelings, because I was convinced there's no way to get some help. at that time, one of trans guys I met online tried to commit suicide. I thought, no, this is not me, I'm probably just a confused teenager. I can try to fight this and just fit in. and I did. for a couple of terrible years... Ā but that's a completely different story I'll probably tell another time.Ā
when I reached 21, I was sure I need some changes. didn't know I'm a man, non-binary, genderqueer or whatever, but sure I was transmasculine. I needed testosterone. so, I don't have a lot of knowledge how it works in poland right now, as I moved to the UK. as soon as I started work here, I began my research. firstly, I went through a huge disappointment, because, apparently, the waiting list for gender identity clinic was about 12-18 months. then another 6-9 to her HRT. I did my maths. my new job was good enough to afford private doctors. it is expensive, but at that moment I was really determined and contacted Gender Care. I don't regret any single penny spent on it, honestly. I was given an assessment with dr Robin Dundas. he was a new member of london's gender care network then, so I had to wait only 5 weeks. perfect.
when the day came, I went to london extremely nervous. everything went smoothly though, and I left the appointment really happy. during 1,5 hour session the doctor asked me some questions and discussed my plan for transition. I was officially diagnosed with gender dysphoria, with no doubts. then I was reffered to a london transgender clinic for a medical assessment. you can only made an appointment there, if you have already been diagnosed. waiting time was 3 months. 3 stressful months.
first problem - phone calls. I had to call them to confirm. I am really anxious about talking on phone so it took me some time to do it, which actually caused a delay for my assessment. second one - finding a GP. so, I was going back home from England for a month, and then moving to Wales. I had no idea how to register to a surgery, find a trans friendly GP and get blood tests before the appointment. Ā yeah, i managed eventually, but got the results literally 4 days before deadline. I was just lucky. extremely lucky that the very first GP I met agreed to help.Ā my bloods were all fine, hormones and liver within normal range. finally I was ready.Ā
on the night, 27-28th september, obviously I couldnātĀ sleep at all. we had to leave early in the morning (like 2-3am!) to get a bus to london... finally, I went to see nurse Mary O'Brien who is the most kind and lovely woman in the world. she agreed for my sister to come in with me and instantly made us both feel comfortable. this talk was a bit longer, we had to discuss everything in detail, check my health properly and decide on my testosterone dose. I'm fine with needles, but I was still prescribed with gel. apparently, with my mood swings it's better to keep hormones levels stable. shots could cause me a lot of problems. everyone who is convinced that gel doesn't work as good as injection - myth. listen to experienced doctors, please. ask for their opinion. don't just trust random people on reddit.Ā
testogel, new one is sold in bottles, no sachets any more. one pump is 20.25mgĀ of testosterone. I was instructed to use 2 pumps in the morning every day. obviously, if you can't keep routine it's a bad idea... I actually like it though. it makes me feel I help myself every single day, if that makes sense.
in the end, generally dying I went home... and had to find a pharmacy that had the gel in stock. I was lucky again, it took me just a quick trip to tescoās and I had what I was dreaming about for years...