Life As A Medical Reject

I’m full of cold and this week continues to get worse; I have heard from from GP:

I have spoken with my colleagues about your endocrine referral and unfortunately if endocrinology have declined the referral then it may be that you need to look privately for your testosterone treatment. I am afraid that I am not able to prescribe this.

I’m going to attempt to call her directly, since the rejection was done when I still had testicles and I think I have to have a second attempt.

I spoke to the person on reception and made them understand the situation. I am so good with just coming out with my status these days! She was lovely and appeared to understand and take it seriously. I have a follow up call with the doctor next week (not good enough); the reception person is going to explain to the doctor that the rejection was before the operation and we don’t know why and that I believe that we should make a second attempt.

After the call, I had a second message from the doctor:

There is also this route that you could try by contacting the ICB patient experience team to discuss where it may be possible for you to obtain your treatment.

Please contact them on

hiowicb-hsi.patientexperience@nhs.net

So maybe she’s not quite cutting me adrift. I have emailed these people also.

It’s been suggested a number of times that I contact the Health Watchdog as some friends feel that I am being descriminated against (the word that actually used by two separate people was “persecuted”). I’m wondering what I’ve got to lose by contacting them? Having asked the doctor to reconsider resending the referral, I feel that I have to give her at least until the end of business tomorrow to respond to me (I should hear by 6pm).

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Results from Today’s System Test

Even with a full dose of testosterone, getting horny is pretty difficult with a cold, however I know that I need to keep the engine running until I get my hormones and I had a moment to have a go today.

As I say, I really wasn’t feeling horny, but I can get the eunuchorn up when I want to. It was painful in its stiffness and I could feel the scar being stretched. Perhaps I should have used a little lube to keep things supple. It took longer than it used to to reach climax, which I really don’t mind as getting there is a lot nicer now! It seems that castration is a great, if somewhat extreme, method of curing premature ejaculation. I know that it feels different, but I’ve not really put my finger on how, the sense of reaching orgasm is very much longer than was previously the case, but very much more enjoyable and intense! The quantity of goo produced is a lot less now, barely a teaspoon full of runny, milky, sweet tasting fluid. I don’t think my hubby will be impressed by that little puddle – I am really hopeful that I’ll produce a bit more for his sake! Although I find I don’t really care myself because it does feel so good!

That is the strangest thing though, it feels really good, better than before, but I don’t feel drawn to it. I’m not helping like “I have to wank because it’s driving me crazy” I’m instead thinking “I have to use it otherwise I’m going to lose it”, which is an entirely different (and I feel a sadder) motivation. Never mind, I’m sure that whenever I do eventually get my hormones sorted that I’ll get the proper eunuchorn drive!

I still need a wee after cumming!