I realize now that I should have been keeping a blog of my journey this whole time, but as I draw towards the end of my journey, I have just now come to the realization that it may be helpful for other people out there like me if I gave you an inside look at this lifestyle.
As I said yesterday, I did make the decision to pursue the lap band surgery, despite all of the hoops that I was going to have to jump through. The first and most important step was beginning the 6 month physician supervised weight loss. What this involved was following the diet that the doctor gave me, and coming in once a month to get weighed. Sounds simple enough, but it was hell.
The diet. Oh how I loathe the diet. Trust me, it has grown on me, but it scared me to death to start it. No carbs. Now, I have tried the Atkins diet before, but it was with minimal success. But at this point, I was willing to try anything.
Now, when I say no carbs, I really mean an extremely low amount of carbs; less than 30 grams a day. It seems easy enough, but I'll tell you, eggs and bacon get old after a while. So my journey began, eating as few carbs as possible and trying to fight temptation. But, at my first visit to the doctor, when I had already lost 6 pounds, temptation became easier to fight, and I really felt that I was on my way to finally finding an answer to my weight issue.
It wouldn't really make sense for me to be telling you all of this unless I let you know truly where I started. I am 5'2" tall, and at my very first doctor's visit, I weighed in at 267 pounds. According to all the websites I found, someone of my height should weigh between 100-127 pounds. Man am I WAY off!
As I was saying, the no carb diet can feel pretty limiting. My husband bought a few cook books and low carb guides, and has done everything that he can to always have a low carb meal for me. I love my husband, and am grateful for all of his support. But, one thing that I will say is it makes it so much harder to take this journey when you are the only one eating this diet. My husband and son would still eat their rice, mashed potatoes, ice cream, cookies, and all the other wonderfully yummy things that I just couldn't have. It sucked. Every once in a while, I did unfortunately give in to temptation. I am only human and I knew better, but I couldn't help myself. I have a wonderful relationship with carbs, I always have. I am an emotional eater and they have always been there for me when I turned to them for comfort. Kicking them out of my life was proving very difficult and it was only about to get worse.
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