I joined 3FC in August and started eating healthy. Did really really well and lost just under 17 pounds. Then as usual, life got in the way. I called it "a break," started eating crappy, but still weighing myself every day so that I wouldn't gain back what I'd lost. I told myself if I could keep off the fifteen pounds until the holidays are over, I'd be happy.
I've been pigging out for a couple days and then eating very restrictively to make up for any gains. I've done this for about a month and thought I was getting away with it. People were mentioning they noticed I had lost in the face. Feeling pretty good. But the truth is, I had gone back to binging. I just was over restricting and over exercising after the fact to compensate.
Well this week I got my rude awakening. I woke up at three a.m. (after a dinner of huge amounts of pepperoni pizza and lays) in excruciating pain, and had to have my grandmother bring me to the emergency room (no insurance!).
Turns out I have a bad gallbladder and my months of dieting followed by weeks of binging caused a massive gallbladder attack. They gave me meds and set up an ultrasound to see if I need surgery.
To think that I caused actual internal damage with my eating habits is sickening!!! I'm a little relieved, because knowing I have gallbladder disease explains a lot of physical issues I've been dealing with for the past few years, but at the same time I'm scared out of my mind because I'm without insurance until it goes into effect in January. Now I have a pre-existing condition and it could be a horrible situation.
I have been shocked back into my good eating habits. As scary as it is, I'm almost thankful for it, because I feel like it's a slap in the head from the universe, screaming at me to take care of myself.
Has anyone else had a scary wake-up call like this?