Well I figured I may as well put my story up and record my journey too. If I forget to come in here, I expect to hear about it from all the lovely people in here, ok?
Ok, where do I start? I guess at the beginning is better than anywhere hey! So, I'm 29 years old, morbidly obese (124kgs as of today) and in desperate need to lose weight.
I suffer from PCOS (PolyCystic Ovarian Syndrome for those that don't know) and have had a weight problem since I was young. I have always eaten relatively healthy and played sport almost every day growing up, so I can't say I was ever just sitting on my butt watching tv or playing computer games like kids of these days but it obviously wasn't enough to combat my disease.
After growing up being teased for being the "fat chick" at school, both primary and high, I found it difficult to get work because my self confidence was shot to all hell and I could never find the clothes I felt comfy in for job interviews etc, so overall I looked so nervous and uncomfortable.
My mum had me on a million different diets and I remember going to a weight loss clinic at the age of about 10. I still have the book which lists what I was able to eat and I tell ya, there is no way in the world I would follow it today. Bllahhhh!! I never thought and neither did my mum for that matter, look to see if there was something "wrong" with me where my weight was concerned because I never overate or anything and it was all so heartbreaking.
In 2001 at the age of 23 I decided enough was enough and I had to sort myself out. I had developed dark skin across the back of my neck and in the curve of my lower back. Nobody could tell me what it was and I thought it was my karma for refusing to wash my neck as a child
I was going to a skin treatment place and everything they tried just didn't seem to work and one of the girls there spoke to another client who was a doctor and asked if she'd be able to have a look at me. I went and saw her a few weeks later and she had a look, took blood, weighed me, asked about my history etc and then called me back a few days later with the results.
I was told I had PCOS, a rare disease that there was little known about but I would never conceive a child, would always be "fat" and there was nothing that could be done about it and she was sorry. Absolutely distraught I drove home in tears as I didn't want to stay fat for the rest of my life. She told me to cut all carbs out of my diet and exercise for at least 2 - 3 hours per day as that would help "maintain" my current weight. Stupidly, I followed her recommendation and ended up almost having to have a trip to the hospital because I was so run down and had no energy. My doctor couldn't assist me anymore and I told her to get stuffed basically.
The next year I met my now hubby and he too was a big man. He liked me for me, and not how I looked and he was the first to ever really feel like that and I embraced it all. In 2003 I accidently fell pregnant much to my absolute disbelief. We hadn't been trying to fall pregnant and even though I was told I would never fall, I still always used protection. This minor miracle didn't last very long and I miscarried at 6 weeks. I suddenly realised that my doctor was wrong.
My mum and I, who had gone through Lite 'N Easy, Weight Watchers, Symply Too Good To Be True, the list went on together, decided to try SureSlim in 2004 as we knew people who had succeeded on it. I weighed in at 149.9kgs and managed to lose about 20kgs all up on that before I fell pregnant again (and yes it was accidental), but once more I miscarried and was absolutely miserable. I tried my hardest to get back into the swing of things with SureSlim but just couldn't manage it and found the consultants I saw didn't really seem to care much and I found that irritating and frustrating, so I quit. My mum had had to give up on doctors orders because she wasn't getting the right amounts of nutrients on the diet she had been given.
I decided that I had to get my PCOS undercontrol and went and researched the web. I found many sites about it that weren't there when I was first diagnosed and stumbled upon a large one which has turned my whole life around. I took all the knowledge I had gained from that site (which I still frequent) and went and saw a new doctor. He was upfront with me and said he didn't know enough but referred me to a specialist who I have seen ever since. We work together on dealing with it and I am now on Metformin which has reduced my insulin levels to almost a healthy state. I now just have to get the weight off with it.
At the end of last year I joined up on the Tony Ferguson Programme and lost 12kgs in the first three weeks in conjunction with my medication. I was shocked that it worked so well. After a couple of months I had to stop it due to some dehydration I was experiencing and in turn developed IBS. But, I'm back on it now and have been only having the one shake for the past couple of weeks to ease my way back into it.
Today I stood on the scales and I am weighing in at 124kgs. I am back on TF full time as of today and so far so good. I have drunk a good 2.5ltrs of water already today I think and I feel like a water balloon
When I get home I will be on my exercise bike which I purchased on Anzac Day from someone and I plan on doing that every day. I have been on it almost every day so far though.
So today, for breakfast I have had a Wild Berry shake and a glass of water. For morning tea I had an apple and for lunch I had a Strawberries and Cream shake. I have just finished an orange for arvo tea. Plus I have drunk a heap of water. Tonight I am having stuffed chicken with mushroom, asparagus, onion and tomato with a bunch of vegies on the side. Plus more water.
Bring on my mini goal.. I would love to get there by the end of the month, but we'll see how I go.
Sorry this is sooooooo long.. lol.. but when you get me started, I'm hard to stop! HEEHEEHEEE!