Sparkly faerie ferret boy fluttering around the internet. He/him softboy. Genital autonomy advocate (Intactivist) doing my best. Art commissioner on occasion. toddlercub art on my timeline.
Penis reconstructive surgery talk (positive)Well for once I had something good come my way. I called my GP and was able to set up a referral appointment for reconstructive urology. While my GP is just a clinic with a revolving door of nurse practitioners, hopefully getting a referral here to a specialist will get me one step closer to claiming the feeling of "wholeness" that sadly my nonsurgical efforts alone could not remedy.
In essence nonsurgical foreskin restoration stretches out what was left below the scar and uses that as your new foreskin to fill out. Because of that, any complications that happened above the scar line will persist. In my case, a very uneven V-shaped cut has left the underside of my foreskin coverage looking like it had a dorsal slit performed on it.
I'm hoping my reconstructive urology referral will lead to this abnormality to be corrected while preserving the tissue I spent many years painstakingly regrowing so I can finally have that "turtle neck" look instead of my current " V-neck" look.
Venting NSFW cosmetic urologyWelp... there goes my last possible lead on finding someone who'd be possibly able to perform a penile v-plasty so my restored foreskin can look normal and not like a butterflied chicken from the underside.
I wish I could say I feel more upset than a tepid lukewarm anger, but after 5 months of doing this, the rejection and denial has left me feeling apathetic and empty.
I was able to get some leads in Europe, but I don't have a passport, let alone the means to afford such travel expenses so I guess I'm just fucked.
"Best medicine in the world" by the way, yet these fucks can't even fix the botch job someone did to me as a 2 week old infant that I had to spend 10 years non-surgically reversing just to have some semblance of peace of mind with my circumcision grief body dysphoria.
Fantasizing about being my smol totcub self and just laying my head in someone's comfy lap while they comb their fingers through my hair. Gives me tingly pleasant shivers just thinking about it.
