
I'm a little bit bummed out. I can't see the doctor until NEXT week. You can't schedule appointments. The way it works at the clinic here is that the phone lines open at 6:00 am, and you hit redial until you get through, and hopefully you get seen that day, otherwise you get up early the next day and dial again. So i got up ultra early and dialed for 10 minutes, just to find out that the doctor is out until next week.

So now I guess I will be honest with you guys. No sense keeping it a secret if I'm going to continue posting here. I know how most of you feel about what I'm going to tell you because not too long ago, I felt the same way. I'm going to do what I thought I never would. I'm going to see the doctor about gastric bypass surgery. I meet all the requirements for the surgery so TriCare will pay for the whole thing. I have to see the doctor for tests and counseling before I make a final decision. Here's why I've chosen this path....
I have been doing this my entire life. Loosing and gaining. Everytime I gain it back, I gain a little more. Two years ago I decided to really evaluate my eating habits. I've made great strides in that department. I no longer sit down with a pint of Ben&Jerry's every night. We don't eat out anymore at fast food restaurants. I cook balanced meals. However, I am still fat.
Even though I eat better foods, and don't eat emotionally anymore, I still eat too much. I don't cope well with the hunger. I have to eat between 800 to 1200 calories a day to lose any weight because of my crummy metabolism. That leaves me constantly hungry. I can't deal with that. It affects everything I do or think. The only time I've successfully lost weight and maintained weight is with the use of ephedrine pills or other prescription appetite suppressants, all of which had such horrible side affects that eventually I had to give them up. As soon as I did, the weight began creeping back as well as my appetite. I feel like this is the tool I need to keep my appetite and eating under control. I'm not looking at this as a "quick fix". I know better. I know the risks involved too. But hey, by that same token, I could get hit by a bus tomorrow. It's a risk I'm willing to take. I want control of this NOW!! I'm tired of failing and don't want to spend the rest of my life doing so. I want a life I can LIVE.
ARGH!! I really wanted to pour my heart out and make all sorts of valid points and explain my feelings, but my children have interrupted me about a dozen times and I've been typing this in bits and pieces over the last hour and a half, so it's not as clear as I would have liked it to be.
I just hope you understand.
I feel like I'm at the end of my rope.
I'll talk to you later,
Jen




That was me... at 15 pounds down! 
I didn't feel guilty. I didn't gripe at myself for spending all those points at one sitting. I didn't beat myself up for days. I simply did a little more exercise. I have been doing the three mile anyways, so I just upped it to it to four miles and VIOLA! 
Oh what I would do to have a muzzle right now.

On the bright side, I am 5# down from the last time I was there, so I'm not sweating the gain, next week will be fabulous! 
Just know we're here anytime you need to vent!

I'm (slowly) learning that if I just do what I know I'm supposed to be doing,