Been there, done that HOW many times???
Wednesday, December 7, 2011 at 2:51 PM filed under Diet & Nutrition postings
I'm 58. I've been "dieting" since I was 11 years old. How sad is that? It's not like I've been "HUGE" or obese, or anything like that, although NOW I am!
When I finally reached the 200 mark, and realized I wasn't able to do anything about it any more, my health is deteriorating rapidly. and the truth is..I really don't think I'd be able to sustain any loss of weight at all, since it comes off so slowly.
I figured there was only one answer, and I had to be truthful with myself, or my cardiologist was right. If I don't take off this 75-80 lbs immediately, I'm not going to be around in 5 years! And it's not going to be a PLEASANT 5 years either! As an RN, I know what heart problems look like, so I don't want to travel that road JUST YET, invariably, I will, but I don't want to speed up the process, if I can do something about it.
That something, will be Gastric Bypass surgery. Roux en Y, the best answer to CAD, Type II Diabetes, Hypertension, hyperlipidemia, sleep apnea, gastric reflux disease from a huge hiatal hernia, and many other issues, related to obesity, such as orthopedic wear and tear on my joints, legs, from carrying the weight around, shoulders from sleeping the wrong way, etc..
There's no use in spending all my health insurance dollars on medications on top of medications for the ills caused by my weight, just because I can't control my insatiable appetite.
Yes, it is insatiable, and I cannot control it without surgical intervention. Self control over 40+ years has just worn out. When you have 2/3 of your stomach already sitting in your chest cavity obviously, you are immune to self control.
At least I came to my senses and figured THAT out!
Anyway, the surgery will be soon, when the insurance paperwork is submitted sometime in the next week or so. I need to get a barium swallow test done, and then, follow this pre-cursor of a diet, to train myself to get ready to do the real thing..and..
..to grieve over what I will never be able to do again...