Losing Weight

In January I decided I needed to lose the rest of my marriage weight. Most women say it's baby weight but I have already lost that, now I needed to lose the weight I gained when I got married. Maybe it was the New Year's Resolution thing but I think it was something more. Mostly it was just that I was getting uncomfortable. I like to curl up wherever I am and I couldn't do that anymore and breath at the same time. So it was time to start dieting.

My ever-supportive husband encouraged me to get a membership at the gym. Before you make judgments and think my husband makes me feel fat, you need to realize anything I do or want to do, and I do mean ANYTHING, my husband finds a way for me to do it or buy it whatever the case may be. So anyway, he found a gym that offered what I was looking for and found a way in the budget for me to join. So I did. And I worked out 5-6 days a week for 40-60 minutes at a wack. One would think I would start dropping the poundage quickly, but one would be wrong. I didn't lose a stinkin' thing. So I started to diet too.

My friend is basically a nutritionist (I forget what her actual title is but it is along the same lines), so she got me started on the proper amount of calories and supported me all the way. One would think surely the poundage would start falling off with diet and exercise, but one would still be wrong. So after three months of this I decided to go to my doctor and get my thyroid checked out as a sluggish thyroid runs in the family.

She found that my levels were on the low side of normal but I was exhibiting all the signs of a sluggish thyroid so she started me on a very low dose of a thyroid medication. The first week, I lost FIVE POUNDS!! I was ecstatic!! But then I didn't lose anything else for the other three weeks. My doctor thought that was significant enough to keep me on it for another month.

I am now ending my second month and I have lost about ten pounds. I go in tomorrow for blood work to make sure that my thyroid is ok still with the medication, and I am unsure how to feel.

For one, I LOATH having my blood drawn. It is so bad that my husband has to leave work early to take me in, they have to lay me down because I usually almost pass out, then I have to work really hard at not vomiting everywhere. So if I have to continue the medication, I will have to continue to have my blood drawn. This is a big downer.

On the positive side, I am more comfortable. I am able to sit in my curled up positions and breath at the same time again and I like that. I am able to wear clothes that I haven't worn in awhile, and people are starting to notice and comment. I like all these things.

So I guess I will just wait to hear what the doctor says. I am blessed to have a doctor who is a Christian lady and is incredibly good at what she does. I have complete confidence in her and her ability. I like that too.