News: Transsexual differences caught on brain scan

Released just a few days ago and shared with me by my friend, Sara (thank you!):

Transsexual differences caught on brain scan

Differences in the brain's white matter that clash with a person's genetic sex may hold the key to identifying transsexual people before puberty. Doctors could use this information to make a case for delaying puberty to improve the success of a sex change later.

Medics are keen to find concrete physical evidence to help those children who feel they are trapped in the body of the opposite sex. One key brain region involved is the BSTc, an area of grey matter. But the region is too small to scan in a living person so differences have only been picked up at post-mortem. Read more >

Interesting. I'm going to dig up the papers this is based on through my school's library as soon as I have time!

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