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I was never overweight growing up. I was very active with horses, sports and 4-H (& later FFA). I lived on a horse farm so I was outside a bunch and spent my summers at the Racetrack with my Dad and our Thoroughbred racehorses. Life was all about go-go-go.
Life started throwing me curveballs and I got married and had son shortly after graduating HS. The marriage didn't work and I found myself a teenage single Mom but I was determined to keep on with school and graduated from CSU Chico in 1988. College was fun but I added about 20 lbs to my frame.
Then I started working full-time and that immediately added another 20-30 lbs. Hard to stay active when you sit at a desk for most of the day. I swore I would never go over 200 though. That was the wall for me I would not cross.
SO much for the wall. I had some bad luck with car accidents that left me flat on my back for a time. I pretty much kicked that wall down. This started a series of problems with my health. I started to get allergic to everything and ended up with joint degeneration and fibromyalgia. I literally could not get out of bed. Of course my weight crept up and up. I tried Phen-fen. Worked great, until it was taken off the market. Tried phentermine, worked to take off 40 lbs until the side affects built up so much the Dr took me off them.
This happened right at the start of the downward spiral caused by my Mom having Stage 4 Melanoma and a less than 10% chance. I am an only child. It was up to me to hold it all together and keep bills paid, life moving, appts kept, etc. Wow. That 40 lbs was back on with some company. Oh S**t, now I had to start worrying about the 300 lb wall of fat.
Then a miracle. My Mom beat the odds and is remission. I know she was blessed by all the people who prayed for this outcome. She is struggling to recover but is cancer free.
This was the time I really needed to take a long look at my life. I need to get healthy for myself. My weight causes a major problem in getting around and doing the things I love like Barrel Racing or playing with my corgis. I have diabetes on both sides of my family (although I don't have it yet-it's only a matter of time). I have high cholesterol. I hurt all the time.
I was out of control with my eating. I was freaking myself out. My PCP helped me to see that I have a chronic condition. It is not a lack of willpower but the fact my body keeps sending out these "Eat" "Eat" "Eat" signals.
I want to live....not just existing but grabbing life by the horns and throwing it around. I have a new grandbaby I want to watch grow up. I want to grow old with Jack and enjoy our retirement in a few short years. I need to do something permanent that will help me have a "normal" relationship with food.
This is the start of this new journey.....
About Me
Before & After
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