Kangan (imported) wrote: Thu Oct 30, 2008 2:39 pm Being concerned about Dr. Kimmel's handiwork, I made an appointment to see my personal physician of long standing. I brought with me a copy of the signed consent form from Dr. Kimmel's office.

I must say that waiting for my turn to talk to my doctor was much worse than having an orchiectomy, fear factor wise. When he walked into the exam room, I mumbled, "8-days ago I went to Philadelphia and had a procedure performed that I had been wanting done for over 34-years." Then I handed him the consent form.

My doctor read the first line, "Request for Castration," and his eyes immediately bugged out and he turned slightly pale. I was glad that he was seated and not standing up. "I can explain," I began.

"Just let me digest this," he muttered as he reread the document several times, mouthing the words, "bilateral orchiectomy... regional anesthesia... results in total sterility and impotence...." Then he turned to me and asked, "Did you volunteer for this?"

"Yes. I've been wanting this for over 34-years," I repeated. Then I told him why. "I got arrested back then for a sex offense. My libido was too strong and it got me into trouble with an underage person."

"So you chased the girls too much?" he queried.

"Boys too," I admitted.

"You did the right thing," he stated firmly. "That was a very manly thing to do. I'm impressed."

I had to smother a giggle at his accidental pun. "Yes, it took a lot of balls to do that."

"Why Philadelphia?"

"Only doctor who would do it on demand," I replied. "It was healthy tissue. The only other doctors that I could find, needed a diagnosis of cancer or a bunch of referral letters from several shrinks."

He nodded in agreement. "Well, you certainly solved your problem. Could I take a look?"

I dropped my pants and under garments. He poked a prodded gently with gloved fingers. "Through the scrotum, I see..... You are healing just fine."

"What about the slight drainage?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it. Are you taking any antibiotics?"

"Cipro."

"Well, then you are all set."

And that was that. On the way out I made another appointment to have the stitches taken out in another week's time.

SplitDik (imported) wrote: Sun Nov 09, 2008 3:41 pm The problem with seeing regular doctors, ER, etc. is that unless you have one of the "standard" reasons for being castrated (transgender or pedophile), they'll assume you are mentally ill. Such scrutiny is certainly better than dying, but can really cause trouble for you for a while. Your best bet is to find a psychiatrist first who specializes in transgender (even if you're not) and then go to the E.R. That way, when they decide you need psychological help then you can say you're already seeing someone and put an end to that conversation. You don't want them to pick the psychiatrist because then you could end up with someone who views you disfavorably.