So, I went to my follow up appointment with my 5th doctor in the PCOS journey and his final advice: join a gym. Thanks, buddy! Glad I'm busting my butt to have health insurance so I can PAY you to tell me that. Fast forward a little and I find out that Georgia has one of the top 3 PCOS specialists in the country, and no one has told me! Again, THANKS.
So, basically my doctors all have completely different opinions of whether I do or not, but I am currently off all 13 medications and I actually feel fantastic, so kudos to me! That is the good news: no pills. The drawback is that one doctor says I have PCOS and the other says he "isn't fully convinced" I do. Doctor #2, I feel, doesn't fully believe my story--which is frustrating--because I know I'm telling the truth, I'm not looking for an excuse and I'm not looking for a "miracle" I'm looking for a real answer.
I've now gained a whopping 79.4 pounds since I graduated high school...yep, two years...and it didn't happen "overnight" but it happened so quickly that I don't mentalize myself as being so incredibly overweight...I still mentally see myself at 135ish, but then I see my shadow or clothes and reality hits.... I call it reverse shallow-hal...
So, I've done pretty well with drinking my water and I'm doing a really good job of getting fruits and veggies, but I'm still seeing basically a ZERO change in the scale or the way my clothes fit, which makes me sad. Not angry, sad.
Starting today (!) I've joined Weight Watchers (WW) again, using just the online features this time to save money and a coworker and I are going to bust it at the Ramsey Center on campus after work on weekdays. I'm hopeful and I'm excited! My first goal is to get back into a number that begins in "1" because "2" is a number I never thought I'd see on the scale...
One thing I urge anyone who happens to read this to do: reconsider your views on people who are overweight (or have any type of special mental/physical needs). Not all who have gained weight did so by being unhealthy. I gained mine at a time when I was most active, most healthy and least lazy ever--and I'm not going to give up until I find the reason my body is telling me something is wrong. It takes a ton of courage to post this here and be honest and open about something that is so embarrassing to me, but I HAVE to let it out, and be accountable...and I know in the long run, I'm helping myself and maybe someone else!
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