A fat girl’s quest to freedom

A lot of bad news…..and BIG STEPS!!

It has been a rollercoaster ride the last couple of months. My dad was hospitalized in the last week of July. We found out that he has diabetes, high blood pressure, high cholesterol and degenerative bone disease. Geez…talk about a whammy! I never expected my dad to get sick….ever. My mom and her side of the family has always been the sickies in my family. Heart disease, HBP, High cholesterol, cancer….they have always been health problems on my mom’s side of the family. My dad was the superman. He never got sick…rarely got a cold. He hasn’t had a cold in 10 years. I would have never thought that he would be ill like this, never in a million years.

Now I had to decide what this all meant. Even though I am really overweight I’ve always been moderately healthy. No HBP or cholesterol problems(my blood pressure has always been on the low side)…no issues whatsoever. I always attributed this to the genes I got from my dad. Unlike my mom, I’m rarely sick…maybe once every two-three years. My mom stayed sick. There’s been pneumonia, walking pneumonia, numerous bouts of the flu not to mention all of her other ailments(HBP,heart disease). I guess in my mind I thought that I would be okay…there’s no reason to panic about my size because I am more like my dad health wise. Now all that has changed.

I had started my new job in May and I was now eligible for health insurance. I went ahead and made my appointment for August 26th. I was terrified that I was prediabetic or diabetic. I picked a doctor that focused on being active and being healthy because I wanted to lose weight. I was ready to combat diabetes with all I had. Well….you can imagine my surprise when the dr informed me that my BP was really high, 178/108! I actually had her take it again because I was sure there had been some malfunction. Everything else was fine but my bp was high…high enough for her to talk to me about medication and getting a blood pressure machine. I was in a state of shock all day. What am I supposed to do know?

Well I told myself, “Self…if you don’t want to end up like mom or grandmama, you better do something now!” I went home and threw out any bad food I had. I didn’t have a lot but I was not taking this lightly. I went to the store and bought some healthy foods to get me started. When I was weighed in ath the doctors, I weighed 374 and I knew if I lost at least 10 lbs it would help to lower my bp. I started taking little walks and working out sporadically a couple of time a month. But I knew that I needed more discipline. I marched myself down to Ballys and got a trainer and I start working out 4 days a week this week. My trainer is great! She understands my fears, my goals and my shortcomings and she’s going to be all over me to make sure that I keep going. She just texted me this morning to check up on what activity I’m doing today. I feel motivated and know what’s going to happen if I don’t get control of this now. When I weighed in this morning, I was 358.6. I’m happy but I know I have a long way to go.


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