Had an appointment with the gender specialist

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Well, I just got home from seeing the gender specialist. He's going to send a letter to my work asking them to respect me enough to include my female name on my name tag. Otherwise, things are going well. I told him about my flashbacks, and he gave me a prescription for Ativan to help me calm myself if I'm having one. I dont know about meds, but it might be better than trying to handle it on my own.

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quite productive. I saw my gender identity clinician last week. Nothing major was put in place, but it was only my first visit. Hopefully I'll be going again by mid April. = )
I hope things go better for you at work now.
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I had horrible anxiety attacks after my prostate surgery and the subsequent two emergency surgeries. It was like the end of the world was coming and I didn't know where it was coming from. They worked great. You might read up on it in Wikipedia or one of the pharmceutical websites. I think it would be great for what you're talking about. I'm not a doctor, but ...

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flashbacks and drugs...

I think I get your ambivalence toward meds/drugs. I have no problem taking them when I must, and they are necessary sometimes... but I would rather not take something, especially long term, if there are other options.

15 or so years ago, when my depression got pretty bad and I went to the doc and got the diagnosis for it, he put me on anti-depressants. I don't remember what type anymore, just that I didn't like them. Yes, they stopped the depressions, but had other side effects I didn't like. They helped me through the worst of it, though. And after I ran out and stopped taking them, I noticed a lasting psychological effect. The depressions themselves didn't seem so overwhelming and unfightable anymore. I knew now they could be fought. And I began looking for ways to cope with them without drugs. I don't regret taking them when I needed them. I couldn't handle it on my own at first. Now I can detect and recognize when a depression bout is coming on, and psych myself out to be ready, to "batten down the hatches", so to speak, and to be ready to fight it with my own coping methods (which include both my faith and my wacky/nerdy sense of humour)...

If the Ativan helps you fight the flashbacks, great. Eventually you'll be able to do it yourself without the meds, I'm sure. But sometimes we need some outside help to start. And they can have a lasting psychological effect even after you stop taking them, if they show you the "toy loop" is not unbeatable and this helps you learn to break out of it at will with whatever coping methods you discover/devise.

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Angel Lisa
(Hey, I almost sounded like I knew what I was talking about...)

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If you don't seem to be doing well with the Ativan let your doctor know immediately. I have been taking psychotrophic drugs since 2004, fortunately it took a few med changes before the cocktail did its work.
I am not one who likes being medicated, but the Meds I am currently on have helped me settle in, I have not had a lot of ptsd episodes and have been able to function more normal than I used to.
My srs has path has come to a stop, due to vascular disease in my body. I had to make some choices, the one I made has kept me on a level plane and it was hard to uynderstand that I would not ever be anatomically correct. I remained in my endeavors as a woman,I am comfortable there and know inside masculinity for me would be detrimental.
Sometimes its not the ousdide that makes us who we are but our own internal being. I am woman hear me roar.

Jill Micayla
Be kinder than necessary,Because everyone you meet
Is fighting some kind of battle.

Jill Micayla
Be kinder than necessary,Because everyone you meet
Is fighting some kind of battle.