My Apologies...

[TS DANIELLE FOXXX]

First I would like to apologize to Steven last night for the email I sent him.

Steven,
I never opened yours this morning, and I really don't want to because I wanted to do this with the feelings I have now, which are of deep apologies. When I reach to you first it is only because of your statuss in this community and when I think of anyone to reach first Allanah comes to mind as well, but she is a very busy woman, as you are a busy man, and cannot be bothered with stupid internet tiffs. I find myself in the same predigament alot of times, and this is where this letter is going.

First off,

I have to apologize for my operation pictures reaching hung angels. I tried to take some tasteful pictures and post them here, things a bit less "graphic". I wanted to express my happiness and gave you the choice of going to my blog, which is written under educational pretences, so you chose to view such material.

To me, early sturgery pictures are extremely important as aesthetics was a main concern of mine when finding a good surgeon. We are all asked by Dr. Suporn the day prior to surgey what our priorities and expectations are for the jeourney. And these are...Aesthetics, depth, sensation, functionality ( orgazm ) in no particular order.

My responses were:

1-Aesthetics
2-Sensation
3-Orgazm
4-Depth

He replied by saying...Very, very good expectations, in his professional, non emotional, robotic complementary innocent way.

The day of surgery I was skipping about and just extremely happy for the jeorney I was about to undertake. I never "made peace" with my old self, because one never knows when death is at your door, so I didn't want to tell my penis it was going to the medical waste land or into someone's soup the next day.

I was wheeled into surgery always held by the Suporn staff. My hand never touched my body, only another human's. When I arrived the mood was quiet, serene and yet I did not look to the sides in hopes of keeping myself looking above to the heavens to please remove all of the pain and sorrow, bad karma and pain I have felt in the early ears of my life that caused me to come to this point of conciousness. Before I could say a prayer the anestesiologist arrived, Dr. Suporn was not yet at in the room as he was vistiting other patients. She bagan in her extremely good english with compliments of my physical beauty, then as we talked I started asking her about her life, and the phone rings. It's her family. She talks to her son who is a bit of a "rebel" and so the conversation turns into her flipping through pictures of her family and pet bunny on her phone. Before I knew, I woke up a post operative trans woman, for lack of a better word. To summerize, a complete human.

I had discomfort, and preasure but no pain. My mind controls my body, and in that state of happiness my body could only respond as it has for 2 weeks after surgery.

Many have had minor complications with things, such as from their bodies response to the surgery. There is nothing Dr. Suporn can do with that. Only your body can respond to such brutalisation. And mine, in my glorious feeling of re-birth responded really well.

I am still at a fast speed in my recovery, so fast that we may even do some minor small "revisions" prior to me coming home. Not at my request, but by Dr. Suporn's prefection to his art, and ofcorse my deepest appreciation to his God sent gift.

A funny story, told to me by his wife, after meeting his beautiful 6 yo daughter who is gorgeous to perfection and full of life was. Dr. Suporn cannot make boys. He has 3 daughters, ages 16, 14 and 6... I said "wow, what a gap in age!" And her response was... "All girls. This one was meant to be a boy, Suporn's family wanted a boy, but we are content with girls, Suporn cannot make boys, only girls".

In a symbolic way:

Me, in my woman spirit was inside the womb. Dr. Suporn gave me birth, 2 nights ago I was faced with the reality of humanity. The baby cried, which I did, and now it is time to cut the umbilical cord and commence my new found glory.

If you seek SRS/GRS, you must go in that state of mind. That you are being re-born, hence given a second chance at life. I am now in a glorious mood and just wanted to share it with you all.

Again, Steven...

When I call people "fag" I don't mean to say you are a cigarrete or someone of a certain sexual preference. I think the word is one which is usually used to generalize people, but to me it is like calling someone a thug. To me it's meaning is that of a certain way of acting, which in this case was perceived as you not carring about my concern. I do appologize and will not read your recent email as I think you will most certainly accept this in replace.

Thank you all for being so wonderful and may true bliss come into your lives.

Danielle

[wjcdiver]

I wish you all of the happiness you deserve.


bill

[Steve-Oh]

Well, Danielle,

My name is Steven, also and I feel you have nothing to be sorry for.

So FEW of us can know what you're going through these days.
It must be an emotional roller coaster for you - excitement, fear, joy - the whole spectrum of emotions, I'm sure. Let alone the hormonal changes both medical and physiological.

I personally feel grateful that you are so open to share with us as a community, everything that's happening to you physically, emotionally and spiritually.

You've always been cutting-edge (no pun intended), so posting your
fresh operation pics was not totally unexpected. No offense taken here.

Your posts are always honest and from the heart. I feel that I understand you a lot more now than when I first "discovered" who you were.

If you feel the need to chat with a guy named Steven, I'm all ears.

Keep your spirits up! You're coming along just fine!

[2754tim]

Danielle,I've had my own serious health problems in the past few years,
was declared dead,had the last rites,flat lined three times,got hit with the paddles,had the doctor say,"Sir,your dying,is there anything we can do for you?"I was so high with whatever they shot me up with I started laughing and said,"I'm not gonna die."
I heard them say," Patient expired at 2:06 PM."I was still alive and kept breathing.They pushed the gurney to the side.finally I had enough strength
to sit up.I heard a lot of "Jesus Christ!!!" and "Holy Shit!!!" One of the Nurse's Aides fainted.
The Doctor came running over and said,"Tim,work with us and we will get you through this.Clinically you're dead."
I was like cool,ok,they worked on me for an hour and saved my life.Scary.
Every day now is a gift.Things that used to be important,aren't.
My G/F,who's a TG asked me one nite,"Do your friends know that I'm a
Transexual."There were some that knew but she was asking about other people.I said,"Honey,I don't care if they know or not,your my G/F,I'm not
hiding anything,if they have a problem with it that's their problem."
I walk down the street with her,go out to eat,go shopping,do regular things.A lot of people know me in Boston,and no one fucks with me,and I don't fuck with anyone.
I'm enjoying life,I care about her a lot and I'm not hiding my sexuality.
Anyway,you've been through a lot,a hell of a lot,enjoy your life and the decision you made.You'll be ok.All the best.Out of a lot of pain comes a lot of joy.Peace.Tim

[cockgobbler]

Danielle:

I might be in the minority here, but I found nothing wrong with the post surgery pictures. Personally I think they are very interesting and look forward to seeing more as you continue to heal, should you decide to post them either here or on your blog.

[ron_55]

Hi Danielle: I was also not offended by your post surgery photos. In fact, I truly commend you for your openness in sharing your experience is such great detail. I check your blog daily. I have learned more from you than you will ever know. You are an amazing person. It's clear that you are a person of great integrity, strength and courage. I wish nothing but the best with your whole new life ahead of you!

Ron

[Cyclops]

HAPPY RE-BIRTHDAY!

[justatransgirl]

Hi Danielle,
What a wonderful post. Thank you dear.

Hugs,
TS Jamie

[tstv_lover]

Danielle,I've had my own serious health problems in the past few years,
was declared dead,had the last rites,flat lined three times,got hit with the paddles,had the doctor say,"Sir,your dying,is there anything we can do for you?"I was so high with whatever they shot me up with I started laughing and said,"I'm not gonna die."
I heard them say," Patient expired at 2:06 PM."I was still alive and kept breathing.They pushed the gurney to the side.finally I had enough strength
to sit up.I heard a lot of "Jesus Christ!!!" and "Holy Shit!!!" One of the Nurse's Aides fainted.
The Doctor came running over and said,"Tim,work with us and we will get you through this.Clinically you're dead."
I was like cool,ok,they worked on me for an hour and saved my life.Scary.
Every day now is a gift.Things that used to be important,aren't.
My G/F,who's a TG asked me one nite,"Do your friends know that I'm a
Transexual."There were some that knew but she was asking about other people.I said,"Honey,I don't care if they know or not,your my G/F,I'm not
hiding anything,if they have a problem with it that's their problem."
I walk down the street with her,go out to eat,go shopping,do regular things.A lot of people know me in Boston,and no one fucks with me,and I don't fuck with anyone.
I'm enjoying life,I care about her a lot and I'm not hiding my sexuality.
Anyway,you've been through a lot,a hell of a lot,enjoy your life and the decision you made.You'll be ok.All the best.Out of a lot of pain comes a lot of joy.Peace.Tim

Thanks for the post Tim. Great that you're still with us and putting us right on what matters. We're only here once - so let's make the most of it.
Danielle also a great example of following your dreams.