I got my real license in the mail today. It was. Interesting. The picture was good and all that. But it really really feels weird. First to see it all in such concrete terms. And second, just to see myself there. In some ways, despite all the surgeries and successfully integrating into life as a woman. I still think of myself as the old person and seeing the license there staring back at me was a real jolt.
In other news, I'm thinking really seriously about SRS. Possibly pushing up the date and going to Chettawut in Thailand. If anyone has any feedback about him, I'd love to hear it. So far I've heard very good things about his work, but not a large volume of them. And anyone can get lucky a few times, so I'm still nervous. It's far more affordable though and I just don't have a good feeling for any of the surgeons in the US.