I'm fairly squeamish, actually.

I don't deal well with needles and surgery. There are things that make me scream like a girl, like giant cockroaches in my home state of Georgia.

If I weren't such a SISSY, I might have gone into medicine. FYI: Callous bastards and bitches tend to go into medicine. It's a feature, not a bug, for medical personnel to be unfazed by the sight of blood etc.

CF -- that's MY condition that qualifies me to rant on the Internet about my criticisms of medical things involved in YOUR condition -- accounts for a third of ALL lung transplants in the US and half of all pediatric (in CHILDREN) lung transplants in the US and if you survive transplant and don't die gruesomely of rejection, you take drugs forever and have massive scars.

My condition is classified as a Dread Disease because what it does to your body and your life is horrifying in a "most people wouldn't wish it on their worst enemy" kind of way. I suspect the low average life expectancy -- a mere 36 years last I checked -- is partly due to people quietly committing suicide with plausible deniability via "complications from their latest health crisis." 

I'm horrified by the idea of sex reassignment surgery just like him horrified by the idea of lung transplant. I write this incredibly STOOPID blog because I've been managing my condition for a lot of years via diet and lifestyle instead of drugs and surgeries.

It SUCKS to be me. But it sucks less than it used to. This isn't a CURE for my condition but it's better than the way I had.

I'm not trying to gatekeep you out of having surgery or using injectable HRT. Me being all "EWWW!!!" about stuff like THAT is precisely why I'm qualified to write about creating progesterone from food and wonder if it's POSSIBLE to get to the point of using diet and/or supplements to create estrogen or testosterone in spite of having the wrong gendered bits for producing the hormone in question.

I fully support your right to get the hormones you NEED to function in important ways, like having a working immune system, and I'm trying to make that more accessible to a population facing all kinds of bigotry and barriers to the care they NEED or they quietly or not so quietly die because they are trans. Just like people with my condition who get told "Quit your bitching. It's not reasonable to whine and cry about your asshole doctor not REALLY trying to get you well, so stop annoying us with your histrionics about how you are dying a slow and gruesome death. We know. We don't really fucking care. We just expect you to be grateful we do ANYTHING for you genetic rejects born with a ticking Darwin Award."

People with CF: NOT members of the Superior Arian Race though we trend blonde haired and blue eyed.

The other crap? Well someone else can figure it the fuck out.

I'm ONE person. I can't possibly solve every single problem for every single issue for every single person on the planet. And so what?

Genevieve (sarcastically): Ooooh! Tell me what I can eat to turn my dick into a vagina!!!

This is not my department. Why the hell should it be?

If you're trans: SUCKS to be you.

FYI: SUCKS to be me too. And that makes me sympathetic to your challenges and knowledgeable about adjacent stuff that has the potential to help improve SOME PIECES of this for you.

Like can't you fuckers go "Dang. She makes life suck LESS for us!!" instead of pretending my fear of needles and surgeries is somehow transphobic?

In the military, it's well known there are hardened veteran tough guys who FAINT at blood draws. I'm a hardened veteran of the CF battle for my life and I don't deal well with shit like needles and I've done everything in my power to move stuff like that OUT of MY LIFE.

If I weren't horrified by needles and invasive procedures etc., this blog wouldn't exist. Get over it already, yeesh.