Megathread SRS and GRS surgeons and associated horrors - the medical community of experimental surgeons, the secret community of home butchers

[klarine]

The problem with closing it is you're creating an unaerated pocket for bacteria to thrive in

I assumed there was a way to just shut the whole thing in itself like with a vaginectomy.

 

[Hubelublub]

Spoiler

I get that you're trying to be cute and flip it around, but you're right. Idk what to tell you. I'm a woman and I agree with both weaknesses and strengths you've listed for men as well. They're also observably true. It's almost like I'm not making an emotional argument for or against either sex lol

ANYWAY
Idk about you guys but I'm still having convulsion-level retching fits after reading in the pooner thread that testosterone dries out your vagina so bad that it CRACKS AND BLEEDS INSIDE. I mean I thought maybe they needed some lube or to take it slow when they got to full-on atrophy stage, not that they got all shriveled up and would need a dildo made of chapstick. CRACKING.

I am cute and I am right, thank you for noticing on both counts.

The effects of testosterone on the female body are shocking, it's like hyper-menopause. Increases risks for all sorts of cancers and heart problems, dried out craggy skin everywhere, male-pattern baldness, rage issues, osteoporosis. Internal cracking is new one, but realistically, how much sex are these pooners really getting?

 

[booklover]

The internal cracking would come from a lack of hormones, period. I used to make testosterone ointment for elderly women who were experiencing, literally, skin tears from trying to have intercourse. This helped toughen up the area, and was used when estrogen didn't work.

 

[AfghanBlue]

I can't remember if the actual study got posted or if this is a repost but regardless -

https://www.neurology.org/doi/10.1212/WNL.0000000000202704

Locked in Pooner.

If any medfag could lol at this and translate it to normalfag I'd be grateful, I browse a bit of medical shit but the sheer amount of specific terms in this just sends it beyond me.
The main question I had, still unanswered, is "was locked in Pooner fat?" maybe that is answered by the fact it said "healthy", but they also say "male" so they might not be above wanting to eskew "medical fatphobia" and saying that didn't matter.

Does the fact they use the term "locked in" refer to the fact thatbthey know her to indeed have normal brain function inside her body prison and be totally compus mentus to her living hell?

There are some other case outlines linked below it which may give some useful background reading on adolescent/young adult strokes of a similar type, too.

 

[Sinner's Sandwich]

I wouldn't say they're comparable; Jazz was basically the outward face of Childhood Transitioning and having his amhole surgery fail so catastrophically and publicly was a major disaster, hence those responsible for creating it had to do everything in their power to save face. For Jazz this meant 3 revision surgeries so far, and being none the closer to a vagina that actually works anything like a vagina, but Marci Bowers had to keep trying to fix the mess he'd created to hold on to any claims of credibility.

Ritchie was an adult nobody with mental health issues and obvious AGP who got funneled into the trans pipeline

No. You are talking about something else entirely. I was talking about the long term problems of genitals butchering.

'Jazz' was transitioned as a toddler. He's basically known nothing else, he never had a chance. While I feel for Ritchie, at the end of the day he was in his 20s when he got this done. He had a choice, 'Jazz' did not.

This is not what I was talking about.

 

[Swede]

I can't remember if the actual study got posted or if this is a repost but regardless -

https://www.neurology.org/doi/10.1212/WNL.0000000000202704

Locked in Pooner.

If any medfag could lol at this and translate it to normalfag I'd be grateful, I browse a bit of medical shit but the sheer amount of specific terms in this just sends it beyond me.
The main question I had, still unanswered, is "was locked in Pooner fat?" maybe that is answered by the fact it said "healthy", but they also say "male" so they might not be above wanting to eskew "medical fatphobia" and saying that didn't matter.

Does the fact they use the term "locked in" refer to the fact thatbthey know her to indeed have normal brain function inside her body prison and be totally compus mentus to her living hell?

There are some other case outlines linked below it which may give some useful background reading on adolescent/young adult strokes of a similar type, too.

Put this through Chatgpt and it gave me this in terms of "normal speak"

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Objective: To share the case of a young transgender man who developed a rare and severe condition after starting testosterone therapy and to explore potential risks of stroke in the LGBTQI+ community.
Background: While many studies have looked at stroke risks in diverse populations, there’s limited information about stroke risks in the LGBTQI+ community. Research shows that testosterone therapy, which is often used by transgender men to align their bodies with their gender identity, might increase the risk of stroke, especially in the first two years of treatment. Though testosterone can lead to blood clots, it’s unclear if it also raises the risk of strokes. Some theories suggest that testosterone might make blood thicker, but more research is needed.
Design/Methods: We reviewed existing literature and reported a case study.
Results: A 23-year-old transgender man who had been on testosterone therapy for a year suddenly became very ill and unresponsive. He showed signs of a condition called locked-in syndrome, where a person is aware but unable to move. Doctors found a blockage in a major brain artery, which had caused a large stroke in the brainstem. Scans didn’t show other major blood vessel issues, and tests for blood clotting disorders and heart problems came back normal. Unfortunately, the patient couldn’t receive immediate stroke treatments because it was too late.
Conclusions: This case suggests that testosterone therapy might increase the risk of stroke in transgender men, even if they don’t have elevated red blood cells. More research is needed to better understand the safety of testosterone therapy in this group.

 

[Positron]

The main question I had, still unanswered, is "was locked in Pooner fat?"

The full paper might have her height and weight.

Does the fact they use the term "locked in" refer to the fact that they know her to indeed have normal brain function inside her body prison and be totally compus mentus to her living hell?

Cognition is typically preserved in Locked-in Syndrome, because the syndrome is caused by a lesion in the part of the brain called Pons, it 1) severs the connection between the brain and spinal cord, so the body below the neck is paralyzed and sensations of those parts are lost. 2) it takes out the part of the brain that control most muscles of the face (the Trigeminal Nerve Nuclei and the Facial Nerve Nuclei) and facial sensation as well. Only limited eye movement are preserved, because the part of the brain that control those eye muscles are more at the front.

 

[AfghanBlue]

The full paper might have her height and weight.


Cognition is typically preserved in Locked-in Syndrome, because the syndrome is caused by a lesion in the part of the brain called Pons, it 1) severs the connection between the brain and spinal cord, so the body below the neck is paralyzed and sensations of those parts are lost. 2) it takes out the part of the brain that control most muscles of the face (the Trigeminal Nerve Nuclei and the Facial Nerve Nuclei) and facial sensation as well. Only limited eye movement are preserved, because the part of the brain that control those eye muscles are more at the front.

So, silver lining, you woudlnt be lying there with really bad back/leg/nerve pain etc, from lack of motion, at the very least? You just wouldn't be able to feel anything?

I've got no idea how it came to be standard practice that food/liquid was give to endlessly prolong people in this state of affairs. Absolutely terrifying.

Wonder if anyone's got a suitable login so wede be able to see the full paper

 

[Coo Coo Bird]

Talking about John Ronald Brown reminded me of this article that was posted in A+N a couple years ago about troons chopping off balls in a barn that were portrayed in glowing terms:
‘Never ask permission’: How two trans women ran a legendary underground surgical clinic in a rural tractor barn - The neighbours had no idea. The medical equipment came from eBay. But in a dark time for transgender people, these anarchist medics treated patients that no one else would touch
(Archive)
"Sure, you might want a real doctor, but a real doctor might accidentally call you 'he' and that's worse than bleeding to death in a tractor barn."

And, if you had entered that tractor barn between 2004 and 2006, you would have found a secret underground transgender surgical clinic run by two trans women with an autoclave and a cauterization machine bought on eBay.

In an era when trans people were routinely blocked from life-saving healthcare, and often discriminated against or abused by medical staff, this clinic aimed to treat its patients with respect and never charged more than $500 for a procedure that usually cost thousands.

Yet despite its clandestine nature, it operated legally – and according to one of the women behind it, it was even inspected and approved by Washington state health officials.
"No one was going to take care of us. We had to take care of ourselves," says Eilís Ní Fhlannagáin, a software developer and veteran protest medic who helped set up and run the clinic.

"We wanted to make sure that folks would never get a bill in their old name – simple things like that. They would be able to wake up and be surrounded by trans folks who knew how to take care of them, how to treat them. Never have to worry about getting misgendered. Never have to worry about 'what's your real name?' Never have to worry about any of that."

Tranny surgeries were apparently harder to come by before Obamacare. Thanks, Obama.

Yet before Barack Obama's flagship Affordable Healthcare Act in 2010, few US health insurers covered such treatments, and in the Nineties few clinics even offered them. Hence, Ní Fhlannagáin says many trans people were forced into the care of "sketchy doctors" who often mistreated them.

"It was calling up the physician that got his license taken away because he was prescribing one too many narcotics," she recalls. "It was online pharmacies, because online pharmacies became a thing. Or if you weren't online, that friend of yours who went to Mexico and brought back a suitcase."

This was the time of "Butcher Brown", alias John Ronald Brown, a San Francisco surgeon who specialized in trans women but was forced to set up shop in Mexico after his US medical license was suspended. "The quality of his results was generally considered unacceptable," writes Andrea James on her widely consulted Transgender Map website.

The first time time they did this one of them nearly bled to death. But that was because the instructions were for cis men, not because they were incompetent!

"We're not going to ask for permission for something that we should be able to just do," says Ní Fhlannagáin, summarizing their attitude. "It's my f***ing body. If I want to go get my ears pierced, no one's going to say, 'oh, you can't do that, you need two letters from psychiatrists'."

All of which helps explain how Ní Fhlannagáin convinced Willow to perform an orchiectomy on her – that is, remove her testicles – in a reclining chair, working from photocopied pages of a medical textbook, while her trans mom was sleeping off her night shift upstairs.

The procedure almost went smoothly. But the instructions for bandaging afterwards were written for cis men, whose genitals function very differently than trans women's after a year or two on HRT. Six hours later the bandages fell apart, and Ní Fhlannagáin was rushed to hospital. On her first try, she was thrown out for "drug-seeking behavior" ("yeah," she recalls, "I needed antibiotics"), and only got treatment days later after nearly dying.

This experience evidently did not deter Willow, because afterwards – when both women coincidentally found themselves living in Washington state – she made a proposal to Ní Fhlannagáin: why not start their own orchiectomy clinic?

They managed to keep it technically legal by exploit loopholes in the law.

Although they couldn't afford medical malpractice insurance, they also wouldn't make enough to need a business license, and nor would they store opiates or narcotics on site. Ní Fhlannagáin went through medical privacy law training and put out the word.

They didn't tell the neighbors, nor the landlord. Nobody out there knew that Willow, Ní Fhlannagáin, or Chrissy were trans – rural women weren't expected to be feminine in the same way as city women – and they intended to keep it that way.

One week before the first surgery, on the 256-acre farm that Ní Fhlannagáin and Chrissy were renting, they built a front and sides onto one of the bays in the tractor barn; put in a door and a window, ran in electricity, and tiled and sealed the floor.

That tiling, Ní Fhlannagáin adds, is still there today, though the room is now used as an organic chicken processing factory. "They still don't know what I did in that room," she says, "which I plan on never f***ing telling them, ever."

This whole set-up sounded like something from a horror movie.

Beyond is a long desk with an autoclave – a specialized furnace for sterilizing medical tools – and an electric cautery machine. In the middle of the room is a chair with stirrups, where the patient sits.

The two women explain what will happen and how it will work. You get a prescription for vicodin and pre-emptive antibiotics, which you have to fill at the nearest town 20 miles away. You take the vicodin in front of the medics, and then begin the surgery.

Ní Fhlannagáin's job in all of this was basically to tell "really bad dad jokes", talking in a low, rhythmic, faintly hypnotic voice. For instance: two mushrooms walk into a bar. The bartender says they can't be in here. One mushroom says, "why? I'm a fun guy.”

"See, you chuckled but you didn't laugh," says Ní Fhlannagáin after the punchline. "Laughing while we're working down there is bad. Doing a 'heh' is good. It means you're paying attention to something else."

Afterwards, they'd apply tight bandages and drainage tubes, following new procedure designed specifically for trans women after Ní Fhlannagáin's near-death experience. You were required to stay in the area for seven days in case of complications, but Ní Fhlannagáin says they never had one. Most people simply crashed on her couch.

Having to follow a bare minimum of regulations chafed at them:

However, patients did have to get a letter from a social worker or other authority figure testifying that they were trans and needed the surgery. Ní Fhlannagáin didn't like that, but says it was necessary to protect the clinic from lawsuits or government investigations.

The policy meant sometimes having to turn down patients who had their documents in different names and couldn't show a link between them, or being more cautious about non-binary patients whose situation was complex.

It also meant they had to ask for patients' old names – often called "deadnames" in the trans community, and generally taboo unless absolutely necessary – if they hadn't been able to navigate the bureaucracy to get a legal name change. For Ní Fhlannagáin, who opposed the intrusive and sometimes prurient psychological interrogations that had traditionally regulated access to trans healthcare, it was a painful situation.

""We had to make some really f***ed up, tough calls," says Ní Fhlannagáin. "I have no training in this, and I have to evaluate, 'is this person trans'? I shouldn't have to do that, but the system is set up such that I need to... we weren't given a choice."

But you know, one day the health inspectors showed up, and there weren't any problems, and one of their doctors gave them a compliment. And everybody clapped, presumably.

"Finally she calls, and she's like 'this better be good, I'm at work'," recalls Ní Fhlannagáin. "I'm like, 'well, the Board of Health is here and they would like to see the surgery'. [She says,] 'stop f***ing around! What is it?' [I say,] 'well, the Board of Health is here...'"

Ní Fhlannagáin says she would later trace this visit to one of her stranger patients. Although she and Willow would always advise patients to come in practical clothes and shoes for the gravel and dirt, this woman – “let’s call her Julie”, says Ní Fhlannagáin – turned up in a mini-skirt and four-inch heels.

After the procedure, Julie asked when her voice was going to get higher. Ní Fhlannagáin explained, as she had beforehand, that orchis don't change your voice and she would need to practice like any other girl. Julie was also dissatisfied with the stumps of skin left by the surgery, though Ní Fhlannagáin says this too had been explained in advance.

The whole affair made them tighten their patient checks, but in the meantime Julie later went to her GP and explained her situation. "[The GP] says, 'this is really well done work. Who did it?'" recounts Ní Fhlannagáin.

But apparently they made an oopsie and they left balls laying around because one of their patients had a bad reaction to the vicodin they were using in lieu of anesthesia.

Ní Fhlannagáin remembers telling the bureaucrats to wipe their feet. They didn't, and tracked mud into the clinic. They asked to see autoclave logs, business licences, narcotics stores, all of which Ní Fhlannagáin was prepared for. Then she spotted something catastrophic: a little cup, with two testicles in it, left just behind the cautery machine.

Normally, patients were supposed to bring their balls with them after surgery. But Dana, last night’s patient, was "an absolute lightweight" and was zonked out on vicodin. Ní Fhlannagáin and Willow had to haul her into the house, then give the clinic a quick wipe down and focus on looking after her, intending to clean up fully tomorrow. (Ní Fhlannagáin asked Dana’s permission to tell The Independent her name.)

And one of them turned out to be a dangerous alcoholic that had to be kept away from patients and later 41%ed himself.

Worse, Chrissy was suffering from slowly worsening mental health problems, including alcohol and substance abuse, leaving Ní Fhlannagáin straining to keep her away from patients as much as possible. About three years after the clinic closed, they broke up, and four years after that, Chrissy killed herself.

"It's the same story, right?" says Ní Fhlannagáin. "This is a world not built for us. And how do you live in it? It's 35 people now, queer folks, and about two thirds of them trans, that I've lost over the years."

But that's about what you'd expect from someone who ran a Ball Barn.

Ní Fhlannagáin's Irish friend Nóirín, who had been in Germany when the clinic was operating, told her they’d heard about it through a friend. Sybil Lamb described it in her essay about orchis, though she changed some of the details. The legend of the "ball barn", as some dubbed it, was spreading through the global trans community by word of mouth.

"Absolutely – I've heard of it several times from different people," says Gill-Peterson. "Especially other trans women, in the kind of conversations we have with one another, where we're talking about what we really know, and how our lives really are... it's like the trans version of six degrees of separation."

The writer is also a troon, and has the firm grasp on reality we all expect from troons:

The first step in a medical transition is usually gender-affirming hormone replacement therapy (HRT), which slowly reshapes a person's body and emotions by adjusting their balance of estrogen and testosterone. For many the impact is life-saving, not only making them happier with their appearance or more able to "pass" as a cis man or woman but connecting them to their body in a profound new way. Some compare it to seeing the world in colour for the first time, or coming up from underwater and breathing air.

They also mention an article by some tranny called Sybil Lamb about having his balls cut off in a hotel room.
How Not To Have A Sex Change, by Sybil Lamb (2010)
And yeah, the whole thing is written in a stream-of-consciousness style that seems like something that would written in a serial killer's dream diary:

Before I started the sex change, I had a funny attitude about what is “natural” to do to a body. I was a dirty punk boy in a dress with a dozen tattoos and 6 face piercings, Somehow hormones, breast augmentation, and minor cosmetic procedures seemed too heavy for me. I gave myself a DIY sex-change 7 years ago. I had an underground orchiodectomy. I helped a guy I met online cut my balls off.

Sex changes are actually more complicated than that, but since then I’ve lived as a stealth trans woman (someone who hides that they are trans) for a few years and recently I’ve been more out to friends. I’ve been on and off hormones and gotten a botched boob job and experimental liposuckin’ and I’m saving up so i can try some botox silicone experiments. Everybuddy says silicone injections are terrible for you but I know so many tr*nny porn stars who complain about their lumpy sore silicone that I gotta try some experiments.

I’m really not interested in talking about the WHY of transexual therapy. Surgical techniques are a safe sane way to help a person fit better into the picture they keep of their ideal self in their head. My picture of my ideal self draws a lot of attention and interest.

I already have 26 tattoos and I used to have that many piercings, 7 years ago, and we had to take out 3 scrotum piercings to cut my scrotum open. I got my eyebrows tattooed on while deep into my immature teen goth phase. My hands are tattooed. I get by on the cheap as an artist- dishwasher community center social climber. Punk shemale nocturnal life is usually a party for a bunch of people who’ve had weird lives as a result of their gender management. Thus the shemalepunk party lifestyle is actually really shy and dorky, except also psychopathic.

If you cut your own balls off with a bunch of surgical tools you bought from a tattoo supplies catalogue and a high school laboratory equip shoppe then you run the risk of being written up as a psycho if you show up at the hospital. A psychopath is someone who has a markedly different idea of reality than a normal. I am comfortable with that label.

He had a short phase of driving nails through his balls, like you do.

I have a mild history of genital mutilation. I went through a short phase of driving nail in to my peepee and scrotum with a hammer. It was not genetalia dysforia. It was more like genetalia disassociation. I had a weird tr*nny hang up that my junk wasn’t really part of me but alien. So it would be corrective to cut it off. The other option is to live life with a mutation but modern western civilisation is only starting to get used to a fast growing well connected trans population. Tr*ns kids of 2020 or 2030 will probably make it to age thirty without to much anxiety depression or assaults.

7 years later I’m glad i kept my peepee. I almost cut it off but all the cutters got afraid of MIB investigators in 2003 after a bunch of sting entrapments. Now I’m on a long waiting list for health care funding for a vagina. The doctors will need my old peepee cuz they cut it up for vagina parts. I’m 30 sumthing years old and I’m cute and I like sex. I’ve been able to accept the peepee now that the balls are gone. I can even fuck if I really like my partner and I’m feeling healthy.

If you want to know the procedure for castrating someone I’ve seen 3 different versions of the online instruction manual that gets passed around the internet. There are eunuch message boards were people interested in castration hang out.

My procedure was over shadowed by my excitement and anxiety that it wasn’t real until I held both my testicles, severed in my hands. i still felt the knife even numbed out with emla cream and a big dose of novocaine. Felt not like pain, but like a knife cutting me open, edge dragging through my meat. There was a tiny plip of kick in the balls pain as he sliced through the spermatic cords. Then never ever again.

We had a slight complication cuz my junk was deformed. I had health normal balls, but a cluster of cysts on my left spermatic cord must have been related to my lifelong low T count. Lack of or excess of hormone receptor cells is another common gender mutation. Due to the cyst it was hard to clamp and cauterise my left artery. A. burned out a cautery pen and used up 4 packs of 2.0 suture and a whole pack of smokes trying to close off the left artery. In the end he wound up watching me for 24 hours making sure my fist sized blood blister looked like it wasn’t gonna let my remaining 4 pints of blood escape. Good thing I had that cyst removed.

He is also very interested in outreach to homeless trans kids.

I’m very active and involved in outreach to the trans kids who are poor, crazy, homeless, and/or battling other difficulties of life. Trans community is stupid and gets hated on cuz there are too many trans people to desire community with all of them. In just one evening of biking around the greater metropolitan area, I could collect 10 trans women with nuthing in common besides “the trans”.

I really do care a lot about mutual aid peer support with my large but intimate trans punk family. Y’all are my peers and we reinforce each other’s existence. I don’t pass like I did when I was 21. I’m gonna be a transgendered tattooed punk for the rest of my life, so I like the company.

Wouldn't you trust him with your kids?

The numbers of crazy rocker tr*nnys and shem*le metal heads seems to double twice every decade. We’ll make public our list of demands soon.

Today I am a weird hybrid she-male-tom-boy-faggot-alien. Getting my hands completely tattooed prolly gets more stares than my gender mix- up. I live as a happy fun poor artist, and I have new adventures and lovers every week. These days I’m trying to save up for little cosmetic procedures, sell art, go to job interviews, party with shemale strippers, and generally be the typical militant underground tr*nsexual punk girl next door.


- Sybil Lamb, 2010

 

[Dr. Butt]

Also, @Iron Jaguar, stop fantasizing about gay wolves. Wolf families are matriarchal.

You spelled @Legoshi wrong.

 

[Chris Konon]

If I remember correctly, he had some really fantastical ideas about taking his big toe(!) and hooking it up with a severed crotch nerve to make a new sensate glans. Some absolutely retarded stuff, for sure. He's not living in reality at all.

I know someone that had their big toe amputated after an accident, and it makes you limp and practically disabled. Not only it affects your walk, and stability, it also affects your foot structure, causing pain or discomfort. Next time you walk, just think how much the big toe is involved in the process, and you'll be surprised. And this retard wanted to use it as le epic designer clit. Absolute lunacy.

 

[Larry David's Opera Cape]

I can't remember if the actual study got posted or if this is a repost but regardless -

https://www.neurology.org/doi/10.1212/WNL.0000000000202704

Locked in Pooner.

If any medfag could lol at this and translate it to normalfag I'd be grateful, I browse a bit of medical shit but the sheer amount of specific terms in this just sends it beyond me.
The main question I had, still unanswered, is "was locked in Pooner fat?" maybe that is answered by the fact it said "healthy", but they also say "male" so they might not be above wanting to eskew "medical fatphobia" and saying that didn't matter.

Does the fact they use the term "locked in" refer to the fact thatbthey know her to indeed have normal brain function inside her body prison and be totally compus mentus to her living hell?

There are some other case outlines linked below it which may give some useful background reading on adolescent/young adult strokes of a similar type, too.

Sci hub ru sadly does not have this one unlocked. Someone wishing to play Dr. von Nostrand could request a full text. It's easier than you imagine- I've done this before. Just burner account with plausible faux name, friendly and direct. "I'm Ben Stone, reporter for the County Podunk and I'm writing a lifestyle piece on cardiovascular health and the LGBT community. If I could get a full text of your journal article to cite for my piece, that would be great."

Of course you'll share it, then. It'd be a bigger contribution to science than the original paper was.

To translate a few other terms from the summary, they describe her as otherwise healthy (no pre-existing conditions including obesity, most likely, no prescriptions of any significance). They describe working up other possible reasons a healthy young person could have a sudden stroke, like a PFO, which is a minor heart defect that usually goes unnoticed, but rarely can throw a clot. Nothing turned up.

 

[Deepland Bystander]

I can't remember if the actual study got posted or if this is a repost but regardless -

https://www.neurology.org/doi/10.1212/WNL.0000000000202704

Locked in Pooner.

If any medfag could lol at this and translate it to normalfag I'd be grateful, I browse a bit of medical shit but the sheer amount of specific terms in this just sends it beyond me.
The main question I had, still unanswered, is "was locked in Pooner fat?" maybe that is answered by the fact it said "healthy", but they also say "male" so they might not be above wanting to eskew "medical fatphobia" and saying that didn't matter.

Does the fact they use the term "locked in" refer to the fact thatbthey know her to indeed have normal brain function inside her body prison and be totally compus mentus to her living hell?

There are some other case outlines linked below it which may give some useful background reading on adolescent/young adult strokes of a similar type, too.

Some disturbing thought about that locked in pooner : She could've regretted everything inside and no one would know. Anyone who treats her would still pretend to call her a man and use the pronoun out of politeness but there will always be a contempt and distance, like any contempt most people have for the troons. They know this was a delusional woman that they have to officially refer to as a man - from the last time she could talk. She could've thought about detransitioning internally but she can no longer tell anyone anymore.

It's a similar horror to the cases of older troons getting dementia and started to forget their transitioning and getting horrified of their amholes. But from another side of perspective

 

[Hubelublub]

Some disturbing thought about that locked in pooner : She could've regretted everything inside and no one would know. Everyone else who treats her would still pretend to call her a man and use the pronouns out of her politeness but there will always be a contempt and distance, like any contempt for the troons. They know this was a delusional woman the last time they knew of her. She could've thought about detransitioning internally but she can no longer tell anyone anymore.

It's a similar horror to the cases of older troons getting dementia and started to forget their transitioning and getting horrified of their amholes. But from another side of perspective

I'm certain that if she can move her eyes up and down, they've figured out some system to communicate. Torturiously slow, letter by letter, but there will be something.

What I'm not certain is why the fuck anyone in that situation would choose to continue. It's been at least a year, surely by now she's communicated 'kill me'?

 

[Procrastinhater]

It’s looking rough for our old pal Ritchie

Fuck that doesn't sound good.
He needs like a 'ditchectomy. That thing has to go.
He's never gonna get his dick back but surely they can remove the 'ditch if it's causing him problems, they can't just seal it up because it would leave a cavity but couldn't they remove the ballsack liner that's causing the hair growth, and then just leave him like a Persian eunuch, just leave him a place to piss out of?
I know it's fucked to think about, but he doesn't want the 'ditch right?
And if it's filling up with ballsack hair and starting to danger his urinary system because it's scarring up, surely just cutting his loses and getting rid of the thing is his best bet?
Is a 'ditchectomy even a thing?
I know Stumpdick had her rotdog cut off when she came to her senses, I know it's not the same but at least dude wouldn't be having all this medical shit cropping up.

 

[2mm and 99 others]

...That has been discussed here countless times and still we don't exactly know, how is the amhole removed. Or do we? Does a public paper on that exist?
I know there were cases when the tissue just fell out, but in cases like Morning-visited Lissa and other fistula-riddled & shitbag wearing troons it somehow fused with the rectum, right?

 

[Peaches Demure]

...That has been discussed here countless times and still we don't exactly know, how is the amhole removed. Or do we? Does a public paper on that exist?
I know there were cases when the tissue just fell out, but in cases like Morning-visited Lissa and other fistula-riddled & shitbag wearing troons it somehow fused with the rectum, right?

We know about a few anecdotal cases, like this dude on Youtube, Return to Daniel.

How's it working out for him, then? Well, not great. He hasn't posted much lately, and in his latest videos he's slurring his words a lot and speaking very slowly, so probably high on pain meds. He's also incontinent and currently has two catheters in, one SP and one Foley. Clearly the phallus reconstruction surgery didn't work out as planned.

 

[Metal Slime 20x6]

Wonder if anyone's got a suitable login so wede be able to see the full paper

I’ve got an academic medical library login, and this is an abstract-only writeup of a poster presentation case that was presented at the 2023 annual meeting of the Neurology journal. So the abstract you can read online for free is the full paper.

 

[Otterly]

I’m not sure how they would de-amhole someone. Some seem to close spontaneously so I’d assumed they just stopped dilating and let it heal, it then thinking about it how would you avoid pockets? And would ballsack skin seal together? Maybe they injure the tissue in the canal and then hope it heals? Honestly I have no idea. What a mess. Ritchie should indeed just be working for maintaining the functions he NEEDS. Like defecation , urination and being able to walk. There is no surgical outcome that will give him any sexual function at all and anyone promising that is lying to him. Bodily waste expulsion is what he should focus on.
I’ve had to undo my autocorrect writing this which insists on putting ‘ruination’ instead of urination. Even autocorrect knows what’s up

 

[Adrenochrome Dreams]

You don't have to agree, but Idk why it's at all spicy to say that women are more inclined to group think. Not only is it obvious imo, but it's not always an insult. Women patrol social mores in a different way. They do their part of creating civilization and civilized behavior in a different way than men. Because of their physical disadvantages and sexual vulnerabilities, they are stronger in groups and doing what they can to monitor and influence groups from within. Conformity to those groups keeps the peace. Sometimes this goes disastrously wrong. All you have to do is observe male vs female social groups to see this is obviously true.
Again, you don't have to agree with this view but it isn't to say women are shitty or weak. They just do civilization different
Eta: Only a full blown retarded jew commie who hates Solzhenitsyn would be dumb enough to think women are "pushed out" of organized religion. Women are the people who keep churches running, for better or worse

Now I'd rather read about shredded urethras and crab-claw ballsack pussylips than continue this line of conversation- can we get back to "help, girls! I'm pooping out of my designer vagoo" please

A pet peeve of mine is when someone states their contentious personal opinion then ends with "anyway, let's get back on topic guys!" as a means of getting in the last word.

I disagree. Male group think just looks different to that of females. Examples:

• Military organisations are primarily male, and are pretty much founded on enforcing group think in order to function.
• Genocides are almost entirely carried out by men and these murderous mass frenzies are impossible without group think.
• Football hooliganism is almost completely male, and is a form of irrational violent group behaviour.
• Men make up the vast majority of criminal gangs
• Ordinary straight men are worried about appearing gay or feminine in case other men judge them.

I would say that male group think has a tendency to encompass much greater numbers and have catastrophic outcomes than female group think - which is essentially just girls snickering and excluding other girls from their groups, or silently agreeing on moral judgements.

And anyone who thinks woman aren't excluded from religion isn't familiar with Islam.