motowngirl1967
Finally! A Reason!
Jul 26, 2010
I am very relieved that I'm not crazy. What? You're surprised that I thought that I was crazy? Well, I was beginning to believe that I had some serious mental health issues when it came to my weight loss journey. That's what my doctor wanted me to believe when I told her that I had stopped losing weight--she wanted me to believe that my weight issues were all my fault, and that all I had to do was workout 6 days a week, train to run a 10K, and take Pilate's, Zumba, and kickboxing classes, in addition to starving myself in order to keep losing weight. Too bad I had hit an endless plateau and nothing I was doing would jar the weight loose.I sought the help of a metabolic specialist, who immediately sent me for more conclusive testing. My endocrinologist and oncologist disagreed with my last doctor; I am far from cured from my thyroid disorder. In fact, they both agree that my non-working thyroid, autoimmune disorder, and the HUGE cancerous tumor on my thyroid have been the leading reason that I stopped losing weight, started losing my hair and eyelashes/eyebrows, and have been so tired that I could barely function. According to my new doctors, I had cancer as early as 3 years ago. They are testing for the extent of the spread, and are hopeful that it hasn't gone anywhere. The next logical place it would go is my lymph nodes for distribution throughout my body. I'm on a cocktail of medications, including Synthroid, Metformin, and injectable Byetta, and have dropped 8 pounds already in two weeks. My diabetes is under control thanks to the exercise regimen I've been doing, with my A1C now being normal--5.7, a drop from 7.1 in September of last year, along with the two medications (Metformin and Byetta). My cholesterol and my blood pressure are excellent. My liver enzymes are high, but they think that it's just the autoimmune disorder, not the cancer having spread to the liver. I have a biopsy scheduled for August 3rd; a needle to the neck and throat are not really high on my "Bucket List" of items I want to do before I die, but it must be done.
Facing your own demise at 42 is daunting, but to do it with a 5 year old who relies on you for everything is tough. My family is being very laissez-faire regarding my treatment and care. I have to take my son with me when I go for treatments. I know he's worried, but when he throws his arms around me, hugs me tight, and says, "I love you, Momma!!" I know that I'm going to survive this. I have to.
I have applied for a position at a local college, and all indications are that I am in serious contention for the position. I need this so that I can keep moving forward with my life and stay on my journey to reach my fitness and weight loss goals.
