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| Me Summer of 2018 |
Today I weighed in at 193lbs and my waist measured 40 inches.
I wish I could say that this was my heaviest, but it’s not. 3 years ago I
weighted 204lbs I was told by my doctor that thanks to a blood test they found
that I was pre diabetic so it was change the way you do things now before it’s
too late. So I started planning out menus first a week at a time and now I do
it for a month at a time (it makes it a lot easier when it’s time to grocery
shop too). I bought an exercise bike off of Facebook Marketplace and started to
ride 3 days a week to start and worked my way up to 5 days a week for an hour
at a time. I was also doing Zumba and yoga every day of the week. Doing all of
this I got down to 190lbs, and then I got stuck. After 6 months of doing all of
this and not losing anything I went to the doctor. It had been about a year
since my last check up when I was told about being pre diabetic so I was due to
go anyway. So my doctor sent me for a mess of blood tests they checked my
sugar, thyroid; I don’t even remember what all they checked, but they filled up
six of those test tubes with blood.
A couple weeks later I went back in for the
results. They said my blood sugar was still at what they call the pre diabetic
area, and that everything else came back perfect and I had no problems. Then they
broke the news to me… My weight loss problems might have been due to my hysterectomy.
I had endometriosis and polycystic ovarian syndrome for
years before I was able to find a doctor to listen to me and not just write it
off as ‘period pain’ or that ‘the pain was all in my head’ or my favorite that ‘I
was too young to have these problems so that couldn’t be it’. For years I was
in pain daily the only thing that changed was just how bad the pain was going
to be that day. So when I finally got my hysterectomy at 33 years old (3 ½ years
ago) I was ecstatic and the pain would be gone. I choose not to be given estrogen
replacement therapy because I listened to the wrong person. I wish there was
more to it, but it’s that simple I listened to someone I thought I could trust.
That brings us back to the doctor’s office and they tell me because
I had to get a Radical hysterectomy (which is when the surgeon takes out the uterus and the ligaments that hold it in place.
The cervix and both ovaries, fallopian tubes, and nearby lymph nodes were also
removed) my body stopped producing estrogen specifically estradiol which is one of the hormones
a woman’s body uses to help regulate metabolism and body weight. I was then given the keep up
the good work speech and sent on my way.
I knew I would never be 100lbs again like in my senior year of high
school, but I would love to get back to the 145lbs I was right after my daughter was
born. I left the office that day thinking that I would just have to work harder
to get the weight off. A couple days later my friend told me she was drinking
310 shakes and they have been helping her with losing weight so I gave that a
try thinking it might help me get over the plateau I was stuck on. Well 1 month
later and I was up 10lbs and was back up to 200lbs so I stopped that then and
there. I kept up my exercises. So even if I didn’t look any different I was
able to walk longer and farther and I could feel a difference.
Now for the past couple months leading up to this point in time whenever my
husband would see me doing Zumba he would mock me and do the steps I was doing
just overly exaggerated. He said it was to be funny no matter how many times I
said mean isn’t funny. He would make fun of me for doing yoga to the point the kids stopped doing it with me because they didn't want him to make fun of them too. I had the exercise bike in the Livingroom so I could
ride it in the evenings while we watched TV. That is until he started to tell
me to stop because he couldn’t hear anything because it was too loud. So, I
started only working out during the day while he was at work. Unfortunately though
working out 2 hours a day 5 days a week during my normal work hours didn’t go
so well with getting my actual job done during the day so I had to cut back on
my exercise routine.
This brings us to the summer of 2018 and when I gave up on
everything.
