Oh, how I hate going to the doctor. Some treatments and procedures are necessary on the road to transitioning, but that doesn't make them any less pleasant.
This weekend I received another round of laser hair removal. Every zap on the face hurts, and it smells like my flesh is burning as the doctor does it.
Pain is one thing, but I hate the pills he gave me even more. I have never done illegal drugs of any sort, and I avoid anything like painkillers for the same reason: they affect my ability to think. It feels like I'm looking through cotton, and in talking I feel like I'm drunk (which I also rarely do). I'm not a control freak, but I really hate not being able to think clearly.