Yesterday was my one year anniversary, I have lost 170 pounds and I still need to lose 50 pound. I’m very happy. I can’t believe it’s been a year. It has gone so fast. Had my year check- up and everything looks good except my B-12 is low. I’m going to take my pills more often. Still need to get more protein in, because my hair is still falling out. I’ve been at a plateau for about three weeks now. Been having back troubles and not been able to exercise for a few months. Went to a pain doctor and found out that I have 2 budging disks, L 4&5. Next week I’m starting pain management, so hopefully I will be able to start walking or running. I want to move to lose. I want to get under 200 pounds for the first time in over twenty years. Right now I’m 226. I can feel it in my soul that I can do this. God has given me this chance, now it is up to me. And I want it BAD.
I’m not the same person that I was a year ago. I’m happier and have a passion for living. I tell my husband I want to feel life, not just sit and watch it go by. Right now I’m just sitting watching life go by, but next week watch out after I get my pain treatment. For the first time in over 15 years I bought me some high heel boots. I can’t wait to wear them after I get cleared from the doctor. I hope that I can remember how to walk in them without breaking my neck LOL.
I’ve had a few wow moments like being able to finally wear your husband jeans and finding that there too big. Last month for the first time ever he grabbed me around my waist and picked me up and lifted me off the floor. My favorite is looking around a realizing that I’m not the biggest one in the room. However; I’ve got to work on my body image. I’ve still think of myself is bigger than I really am. I know that body perception is the last to change. I’m not shopping in the plus size anymore.
What I find funny is I still eat sugar free oatmeal for breakfast every day. I need to make some protein muffins or something. Oatmeal is getting old. Sometimes I have to make myself eat. To me, food is just something to fill a hole no matter what it is. Who would have thought I would ever feel that way about food. The one thing that I miss is diet coke. I know that I can have it after it goes flat, but what’s the point.
This is not a diet, it is a new way of life. I have been made aware everything that I put in my mouth. Sugar is my enemy and is hidden everywhere. If someone would ask me if I would have the RNY again, I would say I wish I would have done it sooner. I’m a happier person and feel like nothing can stop me. Next fall I graduate with my BSW in social work. I plan to go on for my masters. My goal is to help with the childhood obesity epidemic. I want to make a difference in someone’s life.
A year ago I was killing myself with every bite that I took. Now, I’m on a journey and I can’t wait to see where it leads me.