In March, I scheduled a doctor’s appointment. I was at my all-time-high weight. I felt miserable in so many ways. I feared that my eating habits and lack of exercise had caused me to get type II diabetes. I was a mess.
Fortunately, my blood sugar was at a decent level.
My blood pressure was a tad high, but not terrible.
My swollen legs had edema, so my doctor prescribed me a diuretic.
He also made a comment that really made me think.
“I think you should consider undergoing gastric sleeve surgery for weight loss,” my doctor told me.
Maybe it’s pride or a fear of complications or of permanently altering my insides, but I have never even considered any type of weight-loss surgery. At 44 years old, 200-plus pounds overweight and with the hope gauge on empty, I actually started mulling over the possibility.
That said, I told my doctor I’d like to try it on my own one last time before seriously contemplating that last-chance option. (Thankfully, I found an optimal health program that doesn’t make me do it on my own, but that’s a fun subject for another blog — or you can send me a message.)
Two months later, and I’m progressing at a terrific pace. Don’t take my word for it. To quote my doctor during Thursday’s follow-up appointment, “Keep up the good work!”
While I’m still way overweight and don’t exactly have a clean bill of health because of that, I’m definitely headed in the right direction. My blood pressure is in a healthy range and I hope to get off those meds soon. The swelling in my legs is lowering and I hope to ditch the pills for edema soon, too.
While I’ve lost a good chunk of weight over the past two months, I’m just as excited about the health, energy and optimism I’m gaining. I was playing Russian roulette with my unhealthy ways, but now I’m quickly taking the bullets out of that gun.
Exchanging big smiles with my complimentary doctor wasn’t the only NSV (non-scale victory) I had this week. Some others:
• I put on a pair of pants that had been in the laundry for a while and they are very loose now.
• I had enough energy to clean a very messy garage with my 11-year-old son’s help.
• A couple of people have made kind remarks about my slimmer appearance.
• A handful of people thanked me for helping them lose weight because I’m living my life out loud.
• It continues to be easier for me to move — from walking around town or at the store to doing simple things.
• I often find myself engaged in productive and interesting conversations about health with friends and family members.
Despite watching my weight strangely creep up a couple of pounds over the weekend, I also had another scale victory.
- Starting weight (March 6): 373.7 pounds
- Last week’s weight (May 6): 331.2 pounds
- This week’s weight (May 13): 327.5 pounds
- This week’s loss: 3.7 pounds
- Total loss: 46.2 pounds