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go give some blood…. March 8, 2012

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…cos they still don’t want mine.

I last gave blood in 1987…or should i say i tried to give blood. They in return told me I had hepatitis B and that they didn’t want it.

Now, having Hep B came as a bit of a shock…. so I did what I always do I read around the subject and then to give my liver some respite I put myself on a semi vegan diet, with plenty of raw food…I also gave up caffeine, alcohol and smoking.

A few months later I was in the Doctors (with an ear infection) and I asked him about my hepatitis. He tested me and I tested negative…. he didn’t think I could have ‘cured’ myself so suggested it more likely the blood transfusion service had made a mistake.

So 25 years later (today) I noticed a blood van down the road so ambled along to see if they wanted a pint of my lovely B+ blood.

Unfortunately on the form I ticked something in my youth i’d obviously ignored… the question ‘have you ever injected drugs’?

Yes… once…when i was 16 my boyfriend asked me to try it and being an absolutel bugger for trying most things once and many things at least twice i did so… and it was good. But not good enough to make into a habit and not interesting enough to do twice… like bottle feeding a baby…injecting drugs is a lot of palaver and paraphenalia for what can be a very simple process.

So on that ground they don’t want my blood today…. the Hepatitis they would test for…its not a total deal killer. Having been tested twice in pregnancy as well as all those years ago I’m 100% certain i’d test negative.

Interestingly the nurse at the blood transfusion service said it’s something that they are pushing to change… after all I don’t ‘have’ anything from my heady drug filled day nearly 30 years ago… in fact my blood now is totally different blood than it was then.

Its taken years for the blood transfusion service to get rid of the stigma of man to man bum sex and it being an automatic block on giving blood, now they only want to know if you’ve had homosexual sex within the last twelve months. This change makes sense because if you have homosexual sex and manage not to catch any of the diseases associated with having unprotected sex then why shouldn’t you give blood?

Putting a blanket ban on donation for taking drugs in the past is another meaningless piece of judgementalism. If you take drugs and manage not to catch any of the diseases associated with taking drugs… why shouldn’t you give blood?

I’ll keep my eyes on donation policy and hopefully it won’t be another twenty five years before I’m able to go back to give some blood and claim my free tea and biscuit along with everyone else.


Dilation for dummies July 21, 2011

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When I first found out Jane had to dilate I thought it was something like a speculum that you had to jack up inside your new fanny.

What it actually is is a couple of dildos (but you have to call them dilators)… three times a day for the first 6 weeks (and then at lessening intervals until it becomes I think once a month 2 years post op) you have to lie down relax and coat the dildo in lube and insert it into your new vagina for a set amount of time. This stops the new hole closing up…. expecially as to make the new hole they had to drill through pelvic muscle and muscle as a rule tends to like to go back where it used to be.

This has to be done regardless of catheter, bruising, blood loss, and pain.

At first it appears to border on the traumatic… it gets easier quite quickly… and i guess the sooner you can find some pleasure in it the easier its going to be to have a decent relationship with your fanny at a later date.

I know women who have had an episiotomy in child birth who havn’t wanted to put anything near their bits for months later (certainly way beyond the 6 weeks recommended when you have one). But a trans woman has to gird her loins and start almost immediately…. pushing a blunt object into a new and unknown void.

Anyone who has gone through grs deserves a medal… and cake…and flowers and all round absolute kudos.

There were times when I had my babies where I wanted to stop and go home (and with the first one actually cried out for my mum)… until the moment the babies were laid in my arms i would have quite happily reabsorbed them.

But transwomen are driven…. if they get this far they really really need it.

After all Janes pain…. and through all the pain she still has to come she says its worth it.

I pity the next fool to say she may have done this on a whim.



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