"Why does my clit hurt so much?"
"You've never used it before."
After surgery, I couldn't find my clitoris. The front end of my labia healed shut. They had to be re-opened. So I got it fixed in Vancouver. And when they opened me up, they cant; find my clitoris. But they can find a bit of white scar tissue. They tell me that my clitoris had necrotized. Died and fallen off.
This was a bit of a blow. The clit was, to me, the most important part of GRS.
Before and after that, I have weird feelings coming from the area. Like sandpaper on something sensitive. I have weird dreams about my genitals. And in my dreams, they are fully sensate. Presumably, these are phantom sensations, the remnants of nerve damage.
Flash forward three and a half years. I'm on a work trip to Europe (to sell a transgender sitcom to broadcasters). I stop in Montreal to see if there is some way to mitigate the damage.
"I knew the risks when I signed up for the surgery, but is there anything you can do."
They tell me that the problem is actually that my clitoral hood has sealed shut over my clitoris. The doctors out West weren't familiar with the technique.
(Insert joke about men not being to find the clitoris here)
Yesterday, I had surgery to open up my clitoral hood. It was fast and largely painless.
And today, as per instructions, I pushed the incision open and applied antibiotic creme.
Still not sure how well this will work. I'll find out.