h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Food porn; gorgeous duck-egg omelette, with ham and grated cheddar, was breakfast/brunch. that was a bit after the 10 MG hydrcorotisone, and about the same time as the antibiotic

A bit later and I took the 5 MG hydrocortisone and we went into town.... - I was made to change out of my dress though so I changed... twice before I was satisfied and we left the building Went to bank to put money in

bought some bread and butter and cheese
Then went to hospital, enquired over the infection and if that'd upset the upcoming CT, and got an impromptu meeting with a consultant and a nurse, got a full examination by the doctor, including his groping my neck, armpits, and my groin (oops, yes I was in girls panties and stockings)

He used the 'C' word. 'Cure' that is which was kinda odd

Doesn't think the infection current, will affect the scan coming up

He had also on scren special access to a letter to me from endocrinology I've not recieved; MRI shows, the pituitary is messed up, due to my accident in 93; the hemorridge in 94, has filled the neighbouring sinus with 'fluid', that has then pressed onto the pitutiary, which, at some unknown point, has suffered damamge so no cancer lurking there. nice of them not to tell Me

Went up to vascular access, got my port flushed

Came home, napped. about to cook dinner... well reheat the chili for W and I, and I think do some chips to go with it as thats what W fancies then off to the pub I think.

I'm going to the pub in my dress. *stamps foot* no. really I am.

In otter news; I've started growing a moustache. no, really I have.

Weird? nah. the weird is yet to come

So happy to hear that the pituitary stuff is old residual damage Well, you know what I mean... Would've been nice to let you know sooner, though

Well yay! A day of proper attention from medical staff and some answers to boot.

You know growing a moustache in November could be considered...gulp...normal, don't you?

Loving the food porn (but missing the bacon )

Deb

I forgot entirely the moustache thing, in November! I just thought, growing a moustache, now, for the first time in my life, as I've semeingly just gone full time into transvestism is... a logical thing to do

Went up to surgar today, picked up a prescription, and then took that to pharmacy, to get more hydrocortisone

Yeh, was good finally finding out the pituitary/endocrine cause thing... - shall wait now, see what neurology say, as they're being consulted, to see if they think its sensible or not, to do an op to drain the sinus or, if ts safer to leave as is No bacon I miss bacon.... Itd my birthday MOnday..... just saying... bacon may as yet feature - how exciting a cliff-hanger! - will there, or will there not be bacon! tune in.... for the rst of the month o find out tired... may have to nap this afternoon

SPOILER ALERT

There WILL be bacon! At least here in my household there will! What better way to celebate your b-day?

Oops, celebate was a typo - but I find it so amusing I'm not going to correct it



PS: How old will you be?

how dare you use the C word like that, in my journal! celabacy.... celibicy.... celibacy.... chastity perhaps... but ...

How old? me?

why... I'll be 17 years old... the same as I have been on every birthday, since I was 17.... for the first time... which is... err.... soon to be 22 years ago

Most of my friends, I'd not spoken too in ages and ages, were'nt so supprised by me getting cacner.... - they seemed more supprised I'd lived long enough to get it first 39... one year from... I can't be that* old ,wah> - I still run to press the button first at the crossing, like I'm a kid... and I still kick through the autumn leaves and... I'm so never acting remotely anything like My age damnit...

Not sure yet what to do to celibate my birthday... maybe go celibate for the day as a celibration yeh... right... some chance...

39 - only 3 years from the 42!

This calls for celibacyration

Nah, knock yourself out. I will be on the waggon (as per usual on a weekday) but I will be thinking of you tomorrow when this year's christmas brew is released

doubt I'll be on the booze overly much... may go out for a meal, and perhaps a few pints after...I'm not allowed to get drunk anymore got to do what I'm told

anyhow, too much booze affects my sleep I think...

Yeah, but so does too little booze

It's a question of balance

Like everything else, I guess

so many things are, in life, a question of balance.

too much testosterone too little testosterone.
too many bangles. too few bangles.
Too little beer, or insufficient beer.

and, of course, me on a pair of heels... that is a real question of balance... or rahter lack of balance

I guess I really should know better by now than to leave you alone and unsupervised with post 9

I'm best not being left unsuporvised full stop. afterall I am still a teenager, about to be 18 years old I think, soon. no. seriously. appears my developed was haulted endocrinlogically potentially, back in my teens, and only now am I continueing with pubeity. purity... pubity... that one no. really... I'm still finishing pubity.

So you think a blow of a certain impact could affect the pituitary gland and change one's development? Sort of like a kaleidoscope changes patterns and colours when shaken?

It would explain your colourful personality

Well... the blow to the head, on teh right hand side, ultimately lead to the sort of hemordige on the left hand sise, which lead to the sinus filling with fluid, which put pressure on, and wrecked the pituitary.... which ment my folical stimulating hormone and lutinising homone levels went wonky (at some interdeterminate point).

This may have lead to my pubity finishing ... being delayed or ... at least being more of a mixed gender pubity due to odd hormone levels

which, is why after oo, three days now, not shaving my moustache area; I have a moustache. seriously would never have been able to achieve that ever, in my life berfore starting the testosterone injections.

So. of course. quite why, at this point, turning more male than ever I have been bfore, I've gone full-time transvestite.... nope... that is just a mystory

All kinds of everything. all kinds of everything.

What have I always said?: all kinds of everything. oh. how right I may have, randomly, been

snowdrops and daffodils! You just reminded me of a song!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=awhQjT14cdA

I hope your situation becomes more bearable and stays that way. I believe there is general agreement that you have been through enough

That link should take you to Dana singing "All kinds of everything" at the Eurovision song contest in 1970

Oh... life is more than just bearable now... I'm quite well really I guess... well, not sure how bearable I am for other people mind but... not entirely sure how differnt that is now, to how I was before - I'm just.... differnt.... in a kinda unexpected way I guess... not sure I can ever feel 100% me, or myself, or 'well' again, but... yaknow... ain't too bad really, and I guess I've still improvement going on innit and... positive benifits too I thinks, in some ways, like having testosterone in my body whilst, now... just not worrying about what people might say, and, so for the first time ever being able to just feel confedent going out fully cross dressed etc... kinda miss the old me in some ways, but, dunno, not sure how much is jst me head, or the hormone stuff now, and how much is the post chemo/Radiotherapy etc - anyhow, I think I've a lot more weird to go find

Happy hunting!

Oh... indeed afterall; half of the fun is in the hunt as they say and, I've just had the most deliscious idea.... I might.... try hunt down the barmaid at the pub tomorrow night, or tongiht if t she's there but... dont' tell anyone I might get in trubble W can help me hunt her down as he's here until Tuesday