AnnieWI
March 12, 2006
Mar 11, 2006
March 12, 2006 --
THE BAD NEWS... I'm two months (almost) into my stint with the nutritionist and it's not going so well. I havent' lost any weight. In fact it looked like I gained some in the first month. I meet with her again this coming week. I'm really disappointed in myself and so very frustrated that I have to go through this. I am trying to adjust my attitude but it's been hard. She's expecting me to show I'm losing weight on my monthly visits and keep a food journal. I'm thinking... if it were that easy to lose the weight, I surely wouldnt' be needing to have WLS.
THE GOOD NEWS... I despise keeping a food journal.... but I'm doing it. It's something the nutritionist requires. I did this in the past and it helped me to a point but in the long run I didnt' continue. I will do this for the duration of my visits with the nutritionist. Next, I got on the tread mill for a few minutes the other day. It's not something easy for me to do with my abdominal pain but I felt good enough that day to do so. I suffer from endometriosis and have had severe abdominal pain for the last couple years. It's basically put a stall on my life as I knew it. This is where I've also gained a tremendous amount of weight in the last few years from being so inactive. My goal is to do at least 5 - 15 min each day on the treadmill.... I'm hoping to be able to do this.
I was telling a friend today that I hate food... despise it. But then on the other hand... I also love it and feel like it's my only friend. A love/hate relationship. It's not my friend... it's only hurting me the way I use food. I hate the way it has taken over my life and hate the way I allow it to continue.
All I can hope for is that this time goes quickly and I am able to have the surgery sooner than later.
I want to become healthier and look healthy.
I want to become a Mother.
I want to be able to cross my legs at the knee.
I want to fit in an airline seat or a seat at the amusement park.
I want to walk through a crowded place without having people stare at my obesity.
I want to enjoy sex again and satisfy my husband the way he deserves.
I want to be able to walk through the park with my husband and dogs without getting sore, sick or embarrassingly out of breath.
I want to be able to take care of my home and family without becoming tired, sore and frustrated.
I want to spend time with family or friends and not have them tell me or give me the look that "they are concerned".
I want to shop in a store of "normal" size clothing and buy new outfits.
I want to play volleyball, softball and dive again.
I want to go to a pool or beach and not be the beached whale in spandex.
I want to look good in a swimming suit. Doesn't have to be a bikini.. just a nice shaped swimming suit with me in it.
I want to feel good again.
THE BAD NEWS... I'm two months (almost) into my stint with the nutritionist and it's not going so well. I havent' lost any weight. In fact it looked like I gained some in the first month. I meet with her again this coming week. I'm really disappointed in myself and so very frustrated that I have to go through this. I am trying to adjust my attitude but it's been hard. She's expecting me to show I'm losing weight on my monthly visits and keep a food journal. I'm thinking... if it were that easy to lose the weight, I surely wouldnt' be needing to have WLS.
THE GOOD NEWS... I despise keeping a food journal.... but I'm doing it. It's something the nutritionist requires. I did this in the past and it helped me to a point but in the long run I didnt' continue. I will do this for the duration of my visits with the nutritionist. Next, I got on the tread mill for a few minutes the other day. It's not something easy for me to do with my abdominal pain but I felt good enough that day to do so. I suffer from endometriosis and have had severe abdominal pain for the last couple years. It's basically put a stall on my life as I knew it. This is where I've also gained a tremendous amount of weight in the last few years from being so inactive. My goal is to do at least 5 - 15 min each day on the treadmill.... I'm hoping to be able to do this.
I was telling a friend today that I hate food... despise it. But then on the other hand... I also love it and feel like it's my only friend. A love/hate relationship. It's not my friend... it's only hurting me the way I use food. I hate the way it has taken over my life and hate the way I allow it to continue.
All I can hope for is that this time goes quickly and I am able to have the surgery sooner than later.
I want to become healthier and look healthy.
I want to become a Mother.
I want to be able to cross my legs at the knee.
I want to fit in an airline seat or a seat at the amusement park.
I want to walk through a crowded place without having people stare at my obesity.
I want to enjoy sex again and satisfy my husband the way he deserves.
I want to be able to walk through the park with my husband and dogs without getting sore, sick or embarrassingly out of breath.
I want to be able to take care of my home and family without becoming tired, sore and frustrated.
I want to spend time with family or friends and not have them tell me or give me the look that "they are concerned".
I want to shop in a store of "normal" size clothing and buy new outfits.
I want to play volleyball, softball and dive again.
I want to go to a pool or beach and not be the beached whale in spandex.
I want to look good in a swimming suit. Doesn't have to be a bikini.. just a nice shaped swimming suit with me in it.
I want to feel good again.
