Don’t let Torgny Schennings do your top surgery
Just posting this as a handly little PSA for my fellow Swedish trans people so y’all don’t have to deal with this asshole the way I did.
He took too much tissue out in some places and left too much in others so my chest is a bumpy mess and in some spots it caves in far further than it should.
But hey, all surgeons make mistakes sometimes. Except he would not admit that anything was anything less than perfect and insisted that I should just wait it out and “continue the journey of [my] anti depression meds” (actual quote, translated from Swedish). He did the same for all three post-surgery vists I fought by teeth and claw to even get in the first place. Basically he tried his best to make me believe it was all in my head.
It was only with the help from my doctor at ANOVA that I was able to get a second opinion from a different surgeon - and almost straight away when he saw my chest he said “yeah this bitch fucked up” (I’m paraphrasing here but that’s the gist of it).
And this isn’t even touching on all the information he (Schennings) straight up withheld from me before my surgery.
Don’t let him be your surgeon. Demand to get someone else - and if you can’t cope with shouting at people over the phone yourself, you can ask someone on your gender evaluation team to do it for you.
(For non-Swedes: If you want to get top surgery without having to pay for all of it yourself, you are just assigned a surgeon. You don’t get to pick and choose the same way you do in other places.)
