I am so glad to have stumbled across this thread! I thought I'd dive right into the conversation with my story and then go back and read (and respond) to previous posts. There's a LOT!
I had battled weight off and on as a teen and later during my dad's cancer battle. About five years ago I finally had reached my goal weight and was sitting at 113 pounds. It had taken a minimum of two hours of working out 5 days a week and dropping to a 1200 calorie diet... all at the suggestion and under the guidance of my doctor. To this day, I don't think I could eat over 1200 calories in a day.
Then, I was burned pretty badly while at work. The chemicals got into my gear while cleaning machinery. I was working away without realizing what was going on under my gloves. The chemicals had actually numbed my skin. Even when I pulled my gloves off at the end of the day and realized sections of my skin had
dissolved from my hands and arms, I still felt no pain. It was about two days before the pain hit... and it hit hard!
During this time, with bandages covering both hands and arms, I could no longer work out. The heat of my own body temp rising was just too much to handle. Going from two hours a day to none definitely contributed to the first part of my weight gain. In the two months after I was injured, I gained 25 pounds.
The next challenge came as the skin began to heal. It itched horribly! Some times it got so bad that I would just hold a towel in my hands and squeeze it to keep myself from scratching. The skin just wasn't healing properly, so the doctor put me on Prednisone. I was on it for almost a year. In the first six months on it, despite maintaining my 1200 calorie diet and beginning to work out again, I gained over a hundred pounds. It was a devastating blow!
Through the legal battle over workman's comp following, I lost my job and my insurance with it. This battle has been all on my own. Five years later and I have only managed to take off less than fifteen of those pounds. My hands are better, but not 100%. Luckily I didn't scar... on the outside. I'm sure many of you understand what it does to you on the inside. There is some comfort in finding I'm not the only one.
Wow... that was long-winded! I guess I needed to get that story off my chest.
