That was not the case. I had paid the price for several years of unsuccessful weight loss attempts. My body had learned that over time I was planning a massacre of my metabolism by not feeding my body and going into starvation mode. Oh, the problems I inflicted on my self in the name of the latest diets (if it was printed, televised or talked about, I tried it).
I was the typical yo-yo dieter, but with the exception of Taebo I had never really lost any substantial weight. I seamed to stay at a steady weight for extended periods of time. I suffered from many obesity related diseases: ulcers, acid reflux, joint pain, painful menstrual cycles and the worst back ache I had ever experienced. Nothing was helping me. I went to my physician and he prescribed the diet pills on the market at the time.
I even tried a weight loss doctor in a neighboring town. Once again I lost some, but I didn’t like the way the pills made me feel so I stopped taking them and surprise! The weight was back, and it brought its entire family with it. The depression was something I did well to hide on the outside. On the inside it was a different story. I cried a lot, at home alone, in the bathroom behind the closed door, hidden by the sound of the running water and the radio.
I was starting to get scared. I did not want to die. I wanted to see my children grow into adults. I wanted to be the person I knew I was inside. I have always had a very stubborn streak, and I knew that this was something that had to be handled now. So back to my physician I went. This time he sat me down and explained that the bariatric surgery was not the same as it way in the 1980’s and maybe I should look into it, if for nothing else some education. So the journey began.
For over two years I went to other Indianapolis based bariatric surgery centers, starving for education on this process. Unsuccessfully, I might add. I paid exorbitant fees and left more confused than when I went in. Then, my dietician at Tipton Hospital sent me some information on
Clarian Bariatrics.
I soaked that information up like a sponge. I took several months for me to get the nerve up to attend a seminar but once I did there was no turning back for me. I couldn’t believe the difference. They answered my questions and took their time explaining to the crowd the process. I felt a sense of ease. I was finally calm. I made the appointment and as they say in the movies, the rest was history!”
Okay, not really. It was a ton of work a ton of commitment. It is a daily choice. I live by that motto. I choose every day to be successful, to work at this process. To make my life better.
I WAS NOT A WEEKLING! I was going to overcome this demon eating at me.
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