#surgery tag

[shepfax]

boy I sure am glad I got that off my chest !!!!!

(top surgery complete)

[casyawn]

my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

[dullahaunts]

Oughhh suddenly feeling like Shit ogguhhh recovery suddenly rough after being good for a day

[harboretum]

It's Make a Terrible Comic Day

[transyashiro]

[mag200]

(me on a first date) and what do you think of the inherent intimacy of surgery? have you considered the love someone must have to put their hands under your skin and hold the most grotesque parts of you and put them back together nicely? is anyone really closer to you than that? we all get uh a little enamored on the surgery table don't we haha. wait come back

[bodyfrmabalcony]

jason's autopsy scars cause some confusion at the red hood annual pool party

[ayesopod]

hi red dead hii

[insomaniackills]

Me: -attempting to claw my way out from surgery prep and hospital billing hell so I can get back to doing shit on Tumblr-

Hospital Billing: Hi we know you haven’t even been approved for surgery yet but you owe us over $700. No we won’t tell you what for. : )

[wuntrum]

cowgirl4cowboy (stickers, print available for preorder here)

[shepfax]

I'm going to do a little post-op journal on here at the end of every day to get some thoughts out, warning for it being a bit nonsensical and stream of consciousness

Day 0

January 4th, Surgery day

it's real. I'm real. the version of me I have had actual dreams about since I was in high school has come into being. I'm alive!!! my body has been expertly pruned like a beloved flowering bush and I'm so ready for it to bloom brighter and stronger in the spring. the pain is fucking infinitesimal compared to the pure unadulterated relief of it all. I'm dead serious. there is a notable, uncomfortable stinging feeling like a little bundle of barbed wire is nestled under my compression vest but it's absolutely nothing compared to what I thought it would be, and my mind is too focused on joy to bother worrying about pain. don't worry I'll take my meds on schedule and coast through just fine. I'm so happy and truly honestly content for the first time in... idk fucking Years? a decade??

also I am just. so full of piss it's frankly unrealistic. what joker put the peepee potion in my IV

[divorceblogger]

this show rules sorry

[wrenderart]

A tribute to the transmasc body

[vices-of-a-feral-prince]

I love the colorful ones 🩵

[spacerockband]

transition metals

[sewerdraws]

Spy has seen enough horrors behind those curtains for a lifetime or two