Like my birthday, only furrier

[happyfish]

So yesterday I went to go see Dr. J yet again. This time to get a referral to Dr. Warneke (the psychiatrist/psychologist/something that is pretty much the only person who gives permission for you to go ahead with surgery), and to talk about getting on hormones. The snow kind of worked in my favour - there weren't a lot of people there. Who wants to trek through a bunch of snow to sit in a waiting room for a couple of hours? Dr. J gave me the referral, and a month's worth of T samples. I might go on the shot in a month once I run out, since I don't have a lot of income and I'm probably going to spend all of my extra money on food now. Still. omg! I'm on T! I almost cried, but didn't. Also refrained from dancing in public on the way home. Too much.
*flail!*
This has been kind of the best week ever.