From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. Kidding. Although that would be a cool project to do someday. The thing that actually disgusts me about my flesh is all this fucking testosterone it keeps making. This post is about fixing that by forcibly replacing it with aftermarket estrogen. Like my other project logs, I'm gonna go over my thought process for things, and provide a chronological log of my progress. There's a lot of stuff here that I couldn't find much in the way of good information on, at least not that was location-specific, so I'm gonna get pretty detailed about my experience to try to give you the best idea possible of what to expect if you're in a similar situation to me. As part of that, there's gonna be a good amount of discussion of medical stuff. So, here's your content warning for that. I like to be cagey about the specifics of where I live, but for the purposes of this post it's important that I live in Alberta, Canada, since large chunks of this won't apply if you live somewhere else. Beyond that, just about none of this process is location-specific, which is great, especially since it means I waited until after the move to get started for no good reason. I'm gonna be intentionally vague about some more personal details, such as anything that would directly give away what city I live in, and I won't be divulging any full names here as a gesture towards protecting other peoples' privacy, but fellow transgender Albertans are welcome to ask for specifics over any [method of communication](/me/#links) more private than my publicly accessible website. # #Goals So obviously the goal is to get estrogen. The next question to answer [#goals](https://isopod.zone/tags/goals) wise is my preferred method of delivery. I have my answer already, but just for fun, let's go through the options. According to a couple more knowledgable individuals I'll be talking to further down on the page, there are three common delivery methods for estrogen that are readily available in Alberta. There are some others out there, but I have no reason to believe you can easily get them here and they're not really strictly better, so I won't bother discussing them. The first of these, and the one you're probably thinking of, is oral. Titty Skittles, etc. You take a pill a couple times a day. Incredibly straightforward. This has a couple drawbacks for me: Firstly, health risks. Oral estrogen carries the highest risk of blood clots and it can put undue strain on your liver. I'm weird, but that doesn't sound like a good time to me personally. Secondly, you have to take this stuff pretty frequently for it to work, like two or three times a day, and I have ADHD. I don't trust myself not to miss doses fuckin' constantly. Then there's transdermal patches. You put a little adhesive patch somewhere inconspicuous and it absorbs through your skin over the course of several days. This avoids much of the health risk associated with pills, but patches have their own problems: Namely, they're allegedly the most expensive of the three options available to me, and they can fall off. If the adhesive is anywhere near the same grade as bandages, they're *gonna* fall off, constantly. No thanks. Plus, I've heard they're not the most reliable at getting you to desirable levels. A shared drawback of both of these methods is that they more or less require that you use androgen blockers. Androgen blockers are a giant pain in the ass, requiring their own daily pill regimen and having their own side effects and health risks regardless of which chemical you pick. I have the choice between spironolactone and cyproterone acetate, of which the former is rather infamously a better diuretic than it is an androgen blocker (though it's not exceptionally good at either), and the latter is known to carry a risk of hyperprolactinemia and meningioma. Those are some big words that I'm not qualified to explain to you any better than Dr. Google could, but the casual viewer of Chubbyemu or House M.D. may have caught on that the former refers to too much of *something* in the blood, which is never good, and the latter means brain tumors. Yeah. That's not to say you're, like, gonna die of brain cancer if you take cypro, or that you'll never see any results if you use patches or whatever. You can see good results from any combination of these, but they're just not quite as good at it and have more drawbacks than this next thing. The third delivery method, and the one I strongly prefer, is injections. This one has the benefit of being far and away the most conducive to monotherapy, which is when you don't use blockers. I would also only have to inject every week or so, which will be much easier for me and my wonky fucking brain to keep up, and it's not like the injection is gonna fall out. The only real downside to injections is that you have to stick yourself with a needle, but I'm nowhere near as squeamish about that as you probably are if you're seriously considering pills after learning all that. So that's what I want: Injection monotherapy. There's a couple different varieties of the injectable juice, and I have Opinions about which one is preferable, but it's kind of immaterial because based on my research only estradiol valerate is available through pharmaceutical sources in Alberta, so that's what I'm shooting for. I'm absolutely *not* an authority on this, by the way. As eagle-eyed readers, or just eyed readers, or readers with a functional screen reader know, I'm not a medical professional nor do I have any firsthand experience with any of these drugs as of writing. If you want more information from someone who knows her shit about this, [pghrt.diy](https://pghrt.diy) is a good resource for actionable information on this topic. # Actually getting the shit HRT availability here in Canadian Texas is a bit of a mixed bag. Any GP can technically prescribe it through informed consent, but most of them don't feel comfortable doing that and will instead refer you to a provincial clinic with a 2+ year waitlist. There's a couple of doctors in my area who seem to be pretty cool about this, but they're also hard to get in to actually see, with referral requirements and lengthy waitlists of their own. This sucks, and if it was my only option I'd be strongly considering DIY HRT right about now. Speaking of, I'm also not inclined to default to DIY, for a couple reasons. It seems like the drugs themselves are pretty safe if you know where to look, and I do, but I'd like to be able to get blood work done as part of this process, and I'm not sure how that would go in this context. Plus, availability seems limited from suppliers inside Canada, and I'm iffy on importing because I don't want my grey market drugs to be seized by customs. Luckily, I have other above-board options. My research into this topic led me to a private telehealth clinic called [Foria Clinic](https://www.foriaclinic.com/) whose main deal is prescribing HRT to trans people through informed consent, that's also covered under provincial healthcare so I can see them for free. Awesome! Unfortunately, the catch to that last part is that they have an extremely limited number of bookings per month. They distribute them on a "buying an RTX 3080 on launch day" type model, meaning on my first try booking with them I had about a 3 minute window to get the form filled out, and I wasn't fast enough. Unfortunate, but I can always try again if plan B falls through. ## Plan B In the meantime, I started on plan B: There's a nonprofit out of Calgary called [Skipping Stone](https://www.skippingstone.ca/) that offers a bunch of different resources for trans Albertans (seriously, check them out) but relevant here is that they can refer you to a trans-friendly doctor to get a prescription. After dropping the ball on plan A, I filled out a form on their website to book what they call an intake appointment, and a week later I was on a video call with a very nice lady who took me through a questionnaire about my circumstances and needs and referred me to one Dr. W in Canmore. Luckily, this doctor was willing to also do remote (not telehealth though. Just over the phone) as I don't live in Canmore. Unluckily, she allegedly had a four month waitlist. Still, that's a damn sight better than two years or more. Oh, what's that? Sorry, bit of a mix-up there. Turns out I actually need to do something called a "readiness assessment" before I can see this particular doctor. On first blush that sounds to me like some pathologizing gatekeepy bullshit, but the person I'll be talking to has their pronouns listed as "they/she" on the release form, so hopefully it shouldn't be *too* bad. So, I like to draft these project logs as they happen to get everything down while it's fresh in my mind, and that last paragraph was written immediately after I got the email with that information, with the intent to try to convey how I felt finding this out. Anyway, soon after learning this information I got an email from this new person to set up an appointment, and then had to email them to get them to fix (or un-fix, I suppose) my name on the release form *they* sent me — they had entered "Ada" in the field where I'd been putting my *legal* name, which is presently something else, as opposed to the preferred name field, and legal name was one of three fields I wasn't allowed to edit — so that was fun. Especially since the response I got was to the effect that it literally did not matter. I also got a voicemail that day from the office of Dr. W to book the appointment I apparently hadn't yet jumped through all the hoops for, and then took like a week to get back to them because of how tight their phone hours are — I wound up calling them back sitting in my now-repaired Subaru in the campus parking structure before class. I was greeted by another very nice lady who went out of her way to call me Ada even after I opened by giving her my deadname to look up in the computer, and then told me there was no availability at present and to maybe call their sister clinic, which Dr. W apparently also works at, to see if they tell me something different. Calling the other clinic, I got effectively the same information but this receptionist promised to reach out the next time there was an opening. A couple hours later, the receptionist from the first clinic called me back and told me she was able to squeeze me in about 2 months out in December. So we're down from 4 months to 2. That's not half bad by the standards of most doctors in this country. Although, it seems plausible at this point that how this is gonna go down is that I'll have an initial meeting with this doctor, she'll order some blood work, and then I'll see her again to get a prescription, which at a two month wait per appointment would get us back to four months, so maybe that's what the woman from Skipping Stone meant by four months. With all that admin done, the next step was that readiness assessment thing. This was the only thing I had planned on Halloween, which is fine 'cause it was plenty scary, at least in the 10 minutes leading up the appointment. In reality, I was largely sketched out for nothing. The therapist I talked to was very nice, and they made it clear that their intent was not to try to tell me what to do with my body. The appointment itself lasted about an hour and a half and consisted of questions about my mental and physical health, my history with regards to gender, what I was hoping to get out of this process and, importantly, what kind of regimen I wanted. She also went over the risks and effects of estrogen and what getting gender affirming care looks like here to make sure my expectations were in line with reality, which they were, because I looked the fuck into this before getting this far. The end goal here was to compile all this information into a letter to send to Dr. W prior to me meeting with her, so she would know all that and, presumably, be able to skip directly to the part that actually requires a doctorate in medicine. It's also important to note that this appointment would have cost me $300 if I hadn't gone through Skipping Stone, who paid for it as part of their service. Genuinely can't recommend them enough. At this point, it's been just over three weeks since I first filled out an online form to this end, and I'm officially past everything that landing an appointment with Foria would have let me skip. From what I saw on that booking form, Foria was booking about a month out, so I'm actually not doing too bad for time from first attempt at booking until seeing a doctor compared to if I had just waited until the next opening there and landed a booking then. Your mileage may vary, though. At any rate, I'm probably not gonna try again with Foria unless this falls through. I'm kind of in for a pound at this point. ## Plan B Part 2 As I write this paragraph it's currently the last few hours before my initial appointment with Dr. W. I am extremely nervous, but I've also been nervous for the last two appointments and they went pretty well, and the lady from appointment #2 seems to think this doctor is pretty nice, so on a logical level I'm not too worried. That said, given how extensive that interview was I'm not sure exactly what's left to expect from this appointment. Will report back after the paragraph break. I was scheduled for my appointment at 9AM. After 9AM came and went with no activity, I promptly called the doctor's office, to then be told she would call me. Good to know. Not 15 minutes later I received this call, and I'd say it went... ok. It became clear pretty quick that I was right to think we'd have little new to discuss. Dr. W asked me a bunch of questions and gave me a bunch of info that I'd largely already gone over during the readiness assessment — stuff about my medical history and status, stuff about my place with regards to public presentation and out-ness, going over my options and preferences for meds, and some other stuff. It kind of felt like she didn't bother to read that letter that readiness assessment lady had worked so hard to prepare. Then again, neither did I, so I don't know what was actually in it. In terms of action items, things are picking up again from here. The doc promised to send me the relevant forms in short order, and we booked a follow-up for early January, not even a month out. Nice! She was open to doing injections, and was of the opinion that method of administration is largely a matter of preference, except that pills might be a worse idea for me in particular because my higher BMI might exacerbate the cardiac risks. I'm paraphrasing there, but she did use the term "BMI". So, yeah. She did express intent to put me on blockers as well, which isn't *fantastic*, but I suppose it won't *hurt* results-wise. She mentioned both blocker options, which was nice to see, but she leaned towards spiro, and cited cost as a factor. She also mentioned that it can lower your blood pressure, which admittedly wouldn't necessarily be an issue in my case, and that it can cause some lightheadedness. Interesting. We'll see how it goes, I guess. I'd have brought up monotherapy, but she had already implied she wasn't open to that idea, and despite having quite substantially more balls than I'd like I truly have no balls. All told, the call was over inside 40 minutes. It didn't go perfect, but it could have gone a *lot* worse. I think Dr. W was operating on some misconceptions slash outdated information, namely that she seemed to think blockers were a hard requirement, which based on what I've read they usually aren't, and that she told me to take my follow-up blood tests midway between the doses. From what I understand you actually want to test at trough, like hours before your next shot, to get the most useful data, but [some graphs I've seen](https://estrannai.se/) seem to indicate that your levels at the midway point should be around twice what they are at trough if you're using estradiol valerate, so in my mind it shouldn't be *totally* worthless data if you know what you're doing. In other words, it's a total crapshoot whether my doctor will use this data correctly. Unfortunately, this level of competence is pretty much par for the course for doctors, especially in the context of trans healthcare. Even among doctors who will prescribe this stuff at all, most don't actually know what they're talking about to the same extent as any random tgirl who's on these drugs, and an unfortunate amount of them will underprescribe on purpose in hopes you're not actually trans and will stop before you do too much "damage". Given how much the ladies from Skipping Stone and the readiness assessment seemed to like this doctor, and how rife this whole fuckin' field is with false information, I'll wait to chalk it up to intentional malpractice until she hits me with the [1mg E 50mg spiro](https://www.tumblr.com/isopodhours/803879149642088448). Anyway, 5 hours after the appointment was over I got an informed consent form to sign as well as the blood work requisition through Pomelo, which, by the way, is the second online medical portal I've had to sign up for, the other being Jane, which the other two places used. I was perhaps irrationally anxious about getting my blood drawn. I was worried that the nurse would look at my form, be able to tell I was trans by looking at the tests I was getting, and then get judgy or bigoted or something. Fortunately, that didn't happen. If she noticed, she didn't say anything, and she was actually pretty nice. For those who, like me, have never gotten blood work done before, here's what the whole process was like: I walked into some random Dynalife/Alberta Precision Labs branch without an appointment, handed my form to the receptionist, and after she was done with it, she gave it back to me and told me to take a seat. The alleged wait time was 25 minutes, but I definitely didn't end up waiting that long before I was called. First, I was asked for the requisition form and my Alberta Health Card, and given back the latter. Once she was done punching my deets into the computer, the nurse put a tourniquet on my arm, had me make a fist, and started feeling around for a vein in the inside of my elbow (also known as my cubital fossa, antecubital fossa, or wagina). In my case, she ended up having to check both arms. Once she found one, she stuck a needle in, filled three roughly finger-sized vials with my blood, and then had me apply pressure to the area while she prepared a bandage. On the way out, the nurse told me to leave the bandage on for at least 5 minutes and not lift anything heavy for 2 hours. Nice to note is that I didn't pay a red cent while there, except if you count the jumper cables I had to buy at the nearby [big-box store] because my car didn't want to start and neither I nor the very nice man who offered to help me had any, but you hopefully won't have to do that. Funny enough, that guy was the first and only man I dealt with as part of this entire process. Also, one of the ever-dwindling number of ways in which Alberta's public healthcare isn't total dog ass is that there's a website you can visit to view your blood test results called MyChart. It's pretty epic.
Icon in the top right of the MyChart interface that says "MyChart is Epic".
This is real.
From this, I learned that my red blood cells are apparently a bit on the small side. Should I be feeling gender dysphoria or euphoria about that? I also learned that my baseline testosterone levels are pretty low — it actually registered as *abnormally* low, at 6.6 nmol/L where the normal range is from 8 to 35. Definitely filing that one under sources of gender *eu*phoria. Dr. Google says both of these things can be symptoms of an iron deficiency, which honestly wouldn't surprise me given my family history, but that's neither here nor there. Moving on. Appointment #2 with Dr W. was a lot more low-stress than the first, and went a lot faster. She touched on a couple basic points, like the irriversible effects and the combination of meds she was to prescribe me, and which pharmacy to send the prescription to, and then we scheduled a follow-up another two months out and she told me to get another blood test a week before then, and to take a blood pressure reading before starting the meds. All told, the call lasted about 11 minutes. ## Acquisition I've had a few moments in this process where the realization that this is Actually Happening hit me like a distracted driver in a Dodge Ram 1500, and I had one about here, a couple hours after the appointment, when I got a text from my pharmacy about my `new Rx beginning with SPIR`, and then again when they called me to ask what to do about the estrogen prescription. See, actually filling a prescription for injectable estrogen seems to be kind of a complicated process. As I understand it, not just any pharmacy can do it, it needs to be made to order at a compounding pharmacy, which the random Shoppers Drug Mart I've been using so far is not. They can, however, order it from a facility that is equipped to make it so I can pick it up with the rest of my meds. They called me to ask if I wanted them to do that, which would apparently require them to get back to me with a price quote, or if I'd rather them send the prescription to a compounding pharmacy of my choosing to be picked up there. I told them to do the former, and they called me back to tell me I was looking at in the ballpark of $80 for a 2ml vial, or circa $7 after my coverage. That's pretty coolWait what was that? At this point I'm hoping I misheard over my spotty as fuck phone connection because I could swear the lady from the pharmacy just said I was getting a 2mg vial that was supposed to last me a month at 0.5mg per week. My speech processing and short-term memory aren't exactly world class, so it's possible she said milli*litres* and not milli*grams*. Or maybe she just misspoke. 2ml would be pretty reasonable, if a bit of a small supply (you can get vials of this stuff that'll last you over a year), but 2mg over a *month* would be an absurdly, criminally low dose based on everything I've read on the subject. Although, even at the lowest common concentration of 5mg/ml that would be an impossibly tiny vial.
Close up Blender render of a banana with a 0.4ml vial next to it. The vial is dwarfed by the banana to a comical degree. There's a bright red circle and arrow highlighting the diminutive vial for clarity.
Two days after the appointment, I got a call from the pharmacy saying my prescription would be ready for pickup soon. Then I got a text from them saying it was ready. Then they called me again to say it was ready. I don't think I've ever gotten as many phone calls from my pharmacy as I have in the past couple days. Luckily for me, everyone I interacted with from the pharmacy was very nice to me. Both the secretary on the phone and the pharmacist were careful not to mention the estrogen by name (the lady over the phone kept calling it my "compound"), which I'm choosing to interpret as an attempt to not inadvertently out me to anyone who might overhear. It turns out I actually might be going crazy, because the pharmacist handed me a 2 milli*litre* vial containing 20mg of the good stuff, for a dose of 5mg/week, which is perfectly sensible, if a tiny bit on the low side thereof. It came in a green plastic bottle, which I'm assuming is tinted like that to protect it from light, which is important according to the label on the vial. They also gave me a bottle of 45 100mg spiro pills, which it says to take one half of once daily. In other words, a 3 months' supply at 50mg/day. According to the prescription receipts I got with the meds, I would have paid $76.35 for the estradiol and $16.89 for the spiro without any coverage. Interestingly, the info sheet that came with the spiro said it was a "potassium-sparing diuretic" and made no direct mention of its use as an androgen blocker, save for saying that it "may have other uses" and may rarely cause breast development in men. # Administration ## Supplies Before I left the pharmacy, I asked the pharmacist about needles, and she gave me 5 each of syringes, 21g needles for drawing, and 23g needles for injecting, all for a grand total of $4.50. Nice! I'm not super squeamish about needles, but that's pretty big for this based on my research. I was then so flustered about that whole experience that I forgot to get the rest of the injection supplies and stuff I needed, so I had to go back for that. I was hoping not to bother getting injection supplies at the pharmacy, but the kit I ordered from Skipping Stone hadn't arrived yet. Oh, yeah, remember Skipping Stone from before? Turns out you can order injection supplies from them on a pay-what-you can basis, meaning your choice of anywhere from $15 to free if you can pick it up yourself, but it's an extra $15 for shipping if you can't. More on that in a bit. I also bought a device to take the blood pressure readings I was supposed to get. This cost me almost $90, but it wasn't a necessary expense. Most, possibly all, Shoppers Drug Marts have a kiosk that can take a blood pressure reading. As far as I know, this service is free of charge, although I haven't personally used it. ### Needle update, 2026/02/02 I got the injection supplies from Skipping Stone, and I have some thoughts. Firstly, I like the injecting needles they give you, although they take a bit more patience. The drawing needles, however, are a bit big for my taste at 18g. At that size I'd be seriously concerned about coring (that's when you take a chunk out of the rubber sealing the top and it falls in the liquid, ruining it) and I don't think I'll be using them. They give you 3ml syringes, which might be useful for you if you're injecting a *lot* for some reason, but I would get a closer size to my dose, such as the 1ml syringes I got from Shoppers, for the sake of precision. Also, Skipping Stone puts their logo on the packaging for their injection kits. Something to keep in mind if you're ordering from them online. If you can pick it up in person, it's still worth it just for the free sharps bin, swabs, and bandages, and obviously it's worlds better than nothing if you're hard up for cash, but otherwise, those things are pretty cheap anyway — your pharmacy probably has bandages and swabs, and sharps bins can be bought online. I probably won't be getting another one of the Skipping Stone kits. Some more research has led me to [medneedles.ca](https://medneedles.ca/), which seems like a good source for this sort of thing if you can stomach the upfront cost of buying in bulk — $85 after shipping for almost two years' worth of 1ml syringes and basic needles, though you can also spring for some fancy safety needles. I settled on 22g 1 1/2" for drawing, and 25g 5/8" for injecting. ## Doing it All that's left now is to actually inject the stuff. I procrastinated on this for a good few hours — I was, understandably, a little freaked out at this point, partially because I've never injected myself with anything before, and partially because I was literally moments away from having started HRT, which is *kind of a big deal*. No point in stalling, though. I followed [this guide](https://static1.squarespace.com/static/60ee033370020a6b1c4f8fe9/t/617830489e4ac05bd9eb709a/1635266636876/Testosterone+Shots.pdf) from Skipping Stone, which exclusively mentiones testosterone injections, but I can't think of a single reason it would be different for estrogen. The process of drawing it was more complex than I was expecting, and I was worried I'd core the thing with the needle, but that doesn't seem to have happened. The injection itself could not have been simpler, and it really didn't live up to the hype (read: anxiety). Even with a somewhat large needle, handled by some dumbass who's never done this before in her life, I barely felt it going in. It was almost exactly like every vaccine I've ever gotten, save that it went in my abdomen and I was the one holding the syringe. Although it's not like my heart wasn't pounding the entire time. A couple hours later I realized I had somehow managed to inject .2ml instead of the .5ml I was supposed to. Whoops. My solution to this discrepancy was to immediately go and inject the other .3ml, on the other side this time since you're supposed to alternate injection sites. Not sure if that's what you're supposed to do in this situation, but I can think of no alternative courses of action nor compelling reasons not to do that. I don't know how I managed to mess that up, but I will say the second go was a lot less stressful. As for the spiro, well, it's a pill. You've probably taken a pill before. The pill cutter I ordered hasn't arrived yet, so I cut it in half with a butter knife. This went perfectly fine the first time but isn't super consistent in not crushing the pill into dust. I'm waiting with bated breath to see what the side effects are like in my case. # Final Overview So, uh, that was that. I'm officially on estrogen now. This is fucking surreal. I am, to say the least, very excited. Put bluntly, I can't wait to have boobs. I'm also very nervous, primarily because I haven't told my family I'm doing this yet, and at some point, I suspect before 2027, I'm either gonna tell them or they're gonna notice the changes and I'm gonna have to explain it. I know they'll be supportive — they've known I've got *some* kinda gender shit going on for a while — but that doesn't make telling them about something like this any easier. Honestly, it might be funny to just not say anything and see how long it takes them to notice. All in all, it took me just over 3 months from submitting the Skipping Stone intake booking form on October 7th to injecting my first dose of estradiol on January 10th, less time than I was expecting (and less than I was told to expect). Not counting picking up the medication, I had to meet with a professional on five different occasions, only one of which, the blood draw, was in person, and only one of which, also the blood draw, didn't have to be booked beforehand. For your convenience, I've included complete breakdowns of all the up-front costs I incurred to get the first dose of estrogen into my body, the ongoing costs I'm expecting, and what you should probably expect those costs to look like with my same doses and without any kind of coverage.
Total up-front cost
item what i paid what you should plan to pay
Skipping Stone intake $0.00
Readiness assessment $300 $0.00
Initial appointment with doctor $0.00
Initial blood work $0.00
Jumper cables $15.73 N/A if you're not foolish
Second appointment with doctor $0.00
Estradiol Valerate (20mg/1mo supply) $7.64 $76.35
Sprionolactone (3mo supply) $12.62 $16.89
Blood pressure cuff $87.99 Don't bother
Injection supplies (12 shots) (Skipping Stone) $30
Needles/syringes (5 shots) (Shoppers) $4.50
100x Alcohol swabs (Shoppers) $3.59
50x Bandages (Shoppers) $6.99
100x injecting needles (Medneedles) I didn't do this part $7.99
100x drawing needles (Medneedles) $8.99
100x syringes (Medneedles) $43.99
Shipping & Taxes (Medneedles) $24.05
Sharps bin (Amazon) Like $15
Grand Total $169.06 $203.84
Total ongoing cost, averaged
item what i'm paying what you should plan to pay
monthly yearly monthly yearly
Estradiol Valerate (5mg/wk) $8.30 $99.59 $82.94 $995.28
Spironolactone (50mg/day) $4.27 $51.18 $5.71 $68.50
Swabs & Bandages (Shoppers) $0.92 $11.00 $0.92 $11.00
Syringes & Needles (Medneedles) $3.86 $44.21 $3.86 $44.21
Grand Total $17.17 $205.98 $93.25 $1118.99
This post is going up the day I start hormones, so the timestamp on here is my HRT anniversary, as it were. Expect an update some time down the road in the form of an addendum to this post or a whole new one. Finally, for posterity, under the fold is a photo of me circa 20 minutes on E. You don't have to look at it if you don't want to.
My ugly ass
My real human body photographed in a full-height mirror. White, tall, chubby, and vastly more masculine than I'd like. I'm wearing boxer shorts and socks. My face is censored using a whimsical photo edit I made of an isopod with cat ears and matching tail. Visible on my belly is a tiny bandage covering the injection site.
That's my bed behind me. It's holding up great, by the way. Although, installing threaded inserts at an angle was a mistake I won't be repeating.