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Because 1982nodak asked for my story lol...boy are you going to regret that!
It all started when I was a little girl *record scratch noise.
Nope! I was pretty skinny until my first pregnancy but gained a lot of weight. I gained about 70 pounds. I lost most of it due to circuit weight training which I think is amazing! I wish that I could be doing it now. It's super fun and keeps me from getting bored with my exercise which keeps me exercising! I got done to about 140 and was super happy, I was skinnier than I had ever been but still had my nice curves and could do all the things that I loved to do. When I started going to college and made sure that I kept up the weight training and so I stayed that weight for years. Then I moved away and stopped it all. I gained weight fast and then came home and got pregnant again. (Oregon clearly wanted me to stay preggers.) I gained even more with this pregnancy (was told I was carrying twins and used that as an excuse to eat EVERYTHING). This time though I just couldn't lose it. I tried all the diets! Nothing worked.
I ended up at about 250 and had a little heart scare which actually turned out to be a panic attack (lol I'm a weirdo, I told you it was a funny story). During the testing for this the doc found out that I was drinking a 2L of soda a day (Dr. Pepper - dual purpose caffeine AND sugar). He tested my blood sugar and it was okay but he told me that if I kept it up I was going to get diabetes and I would lose my health. It scared me enough that I quit soda and lost about 60 pounds in 6 months. Unfortunately it didn't stick. The heavier I got the sadder I got until I went in to an appointment and they weighed me at 360 pounds. After that appointment I requested each time that I be able to look away from the scale and that they not tell me how much I weighed. I know that I gained after that but I don't know how much.
Flash forward several years. I started getting really sick and wasn't getting better. I couldn't breathe, my chest felt like I was being sat on, I was coughing so hard that I thought that I would pass out, etc...
I went in to the ER and was too sick to tell them not to tell me my weight and when the doctor came in he wasn't as concerned about my illness as he was that I weighed 365. I told him that I was happy that I only weighed that amount and he got super pissed. From that point on the doctors at that hospital paid no attention to my illness and every time I came in (which was a lot), they would just refer to my weight.
After a year of testing and being told that my only illnesses were being morbidly obese and having anxiety...I dropped while in the hospital. I had lost consciousness while at home and it had scared me badly enough that I called 911. When I got there they once again assured me that nothing was wrong with me that wouldn't be fixed by losing 200 pounds. While they were calling me a ride and getting my discharge papers in order I went to the bathroom and lost consciousness again, this time I fell hard onto their nice tile floor and busted my face open.
At this point they were willing to concede that something might be wrong with me, other than being fat that is. They did a CT and realized that I had a blot clot the size of Montana sitting between my heart and lungs. Guys, this is important, if you aren’t being taken seriously when you are having serious symptoms...go somewhere else!!! If my story does nothing else for you, take this bit to heart. DO NOT LET THEM RUIN YOUR HEALTH THE WAY THEY DID MINE!
If someone had taken me seriously from the beginning I wouldn’t be where I am today.
So I went to doctor after doctor, trying to find out why I had the pulmonary embolism because I had no real risk factors for it. No one wanted to talk about it, they only wanted to talk about my weight. My weight isn’t a risk factor for my illness. In fact, it’s probably more true the other way around but...again they didn’t want to even try. I started going into each first visit saying “This is an interview. I am trying to decide if you can be my doctor.”. I would ask them questions to suss out how they were going to treat my illness. This led to me finding my “new” doctor. He was/is awesome! He has understood from the beginning that I need to get my symptoms under control.
Once I started feeling a little better, I initiated the talks about weight loss. He started me out with one tip and we worked our way up from there. We tried several nutritionally sound diets, some of which worked but weren’t sustainable. In the beginning he had asked if I wanted the surgery and I had said I didn’t so he dropped it. He isn’t the kind of doctor who prescribes pills and surgeries for weight loss but he also realized that I had a lot of weight to drop and not much time to do it in. I was having more and more problems with walking because of the weight, the pain, and the asthma/vcd and the longer I stay still the worse it gets. So after trying and kind of failing he finally brought up the surgery again. I know that he thought long and hard about it because, again, he isn’t that kind of doctor. This time I said yes and threw myself into research mode. I found FS and got excited.
My first try didn’t quite work but I did lose about ten pounds. I went from 333 to 323 from April last year to Nov. last year and didn’t let myself get discouraged. I knew that this failure was more on me than anything else and pushed myself to do better. Whoa Nellie did I do better! From November 17th to present I have lost 32 pounds! I am beyond excited, I have gone past my requirement for the surgery by about 2 pounds and hope that by the time I see the surgeon in March I will be at least 10 past the mark! And that pretty much gets you up to date!
I think there were a lot of factors that have helped me succeed this time where my previous efforts failed. You guys, of course, are one of the biggest reasons! I don’t think that I have ever had this much support so I am super thankful for all of you and your comments and tips and websites and book recommendations! You guys ROCK! My doctor and my family have been super helpful as well. They help me by making suggestions and making me food that fits my WOE. My doctor actually upped my pain meds instead of trying to decrease them and I am walking more than I have for 5 years! I don't take a lot I just take it regularly now. He lowered my dosage on some meds that were making me tired as well which means that I have more energy and took some meds completely away and put me on others that don't put me in such a bad place. Between that and the therapy...I really am doing better even if I don't always realize it.
And on that note I think I will end this super long post with another shout out to poor 1982nodak who had no idea of the can of worms they were opening when they asked for my story!
Diet Calendar Entries for 08 February 2019:
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1551 kcal
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Fat: 108.49g | Prot: 54.87g | Carb: 95.19g.
Breakfast: Cream of Broccoli. Lunch: Raspberry gelatin. Dinner: Ketchup, Yellow Mustard, Russet Potatoes (Flesh and Skin), Best Foods Real Mayonnaise. Snacks/Other: Roast Beef, Del Monte Diced Mangos in Light Syrup, Orange Pekoe, Water, Great Value Peppermint Starlight Mints, Vitafusion MultiVites Gummy Vitamins, Lipton Pure Green Tea, Salted cream. more...
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4027 kcal
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Activities & Exercise:
Driving - 10 minutes, Walking (slow) - 2/mph - 1 hour and 40 minutes, Housework - 5 minutes, Sitting - 10 hours, Resting - 3 hours and 45 minutes, Sleeping - 8 hours and 20 minutes. more...
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