2 years and a lifetime apart

[lorin]

August 19th, 2008
Weight 297
Fasting blood sugar 570
Cholesterol 210
Blood Pressure 205/115
Dress size 24
Medication
Advandament
Glucophage
Insulin (2 kinds 4 times a day)
Blood pressure meds
Lipitor
Depression meds - prozac, cylexa, zoloft.

August 19th, 2010
Weight 167
Fasting blood sugar 68
Choleterol 132
Blood pressure 115/65
Dress size 12
Medication
None

you forget where you're going unless you look at where you have been.
Every day is a battle.

[aliantha]

These are your stats? Good for you!

In the meantime, I've gained back all the weight I lost awhile back. I'm gearing up for a new plan of attack this fall, tho....

[Savor Dam]

[High Lord Tolkien]

Holy crap!
You're my hero.


As a TypeI diabetic I can't tell you how many times I've felt like yelling at TypeII's that they can cure themselves by losing weight.
(yeah I know: "not every TypeII can....bla bla bla......". I mean in general, damn-it)

Congrats again.

I'd be interested in the how-you-did-it details when you get the chance.

[danlo]

Incredible! Now, if my older sister would listen to you...

[Menolly]

You go, girl!

[dANdeLION]

I'd kill to still be able to fit in a size 12 dress.........

[lorin]

Holy crap!
You're my hero.


As a TypeI diabetic I can't tell you how many times I've felt like yelling at TypeII's that they can cure themselves by losing weight.
(yeah I know: "not every TypeII can....bla bla bla......". I mean in general, damn-it)

Congrats again.

I'd be interested in the how-you-did-it details when you get the chance.

It always comes to this, and I am embarrassed and humiliated to tell you the truth. I had bariatric surgery. I did not do it myself. I did try. I lost and gained 100's of pounds over the years. HLT, I tried. I make no excuses. I created the mess. No, I do not have a slow metabolism, I did not magically gain the weight one day. I stuffed my face with crap. I sneaked (snuck?) food, isolated and ate. Ate in the car, ate in my room, ate alone, ate with friends.

I needed the help of the surgery. I was dying. One day during a particularly stressful time at work, I became upset and my pressure went through the roof. And at that moment I lost my hearing. The pressure had ruined my hearing, my eyes were shot from the sugar, I was sick exhausted. And the diabetes made me depressed and the depression made me eat and the eating made me gain weight and the added pounds made me my sugar worse and on and on. I couldnt stop the cycle.

But this surgery is not a cure. Those that have it think they can just go on the same way with the same behaviors. That is why so many that have the surgery regain the weight. I fight every day. I fight me. I fight sad moods that call me to eat badly. I fight urges to fall back in that cycle. I fight with myself every day to walk that friggin 5 miles. I live scared that I will end up back where I started because I know I won't survive it again.

I wish I could proudly tell you I did it on my own. I didn't. I needed help. It is a humbling experience, asking for help.

My best friend fought type 1 all his life. It is a huge battle. I saw him through so many battles. I can understand your frustration when you see the people that can control their disease and don't when you fight it every day.

[Seareach]

Wow! Good for you, Lorin!!!

I'd kill to still be able to fit in a size 12 dress.........

[sgt.null]

congrats lorin. glad to hear you did it. no matter how you did it - it still got done.

[High Lord Tolkien]

Holy crap!
You're my hero.


As a TypeI diabetic I can't tell you how many times I've felt like yelling at TypeII's that they can cure themselves by losing weight.
(yeah I know: "not every TypeII can....bla bla bla......". I mean in general, damn-it)

Congrats again.

I'd be interested in the how-you-did-it details when you get the chance.

It always comes to this, and I am embarrassed and humiliated to tell you the truth. I had bariatric surgery. I did not do it myself. I did try. I lost and gained 100's of pounds over the years. HLT, I tried. I make no excuses. I created the mess. No, I do not have a slow metabolism, I did not magically gain the weight one day. I stuffed my face with crap. I sneaked (snuck?) food, isolated and ate. Ate in the car, ate in my room, ate alone, ate with friends.

I needed the help of the surgery. I was dying. One day during a particularly stressful time at work, I became upset and my pressure went through the roof. And at that moment I lost my hearing. The pressure had ruined my hearing, my eyes were shot from the sugar, I was sick exhausted. And the diabetes made me depressed and the depression made me eat and the eating made me gain weight and the added pounds made me my sugar worse and on and on. I couldnt stop the cycle.

But this surgery is not a cure. Those that have it think they can just go on the same way with the same behaviors. That is why so many that have the surgery regain the weight. I fight every day. I fight me. I fight sad moods that call me to eat badly. I fight urges to fall back in that cycle. I fight with myself every day to walk that friggin 5 miles. I live scared that I will end up back where I started because I know I won't survive it again.

I wish I could proudly tell you I did it on my own. I didn't. I needed help. It is a humbling experience, asking for help.

My best friend fought type 1 all his life. It is a huge battle. I saw him through so many battles. I can understand your frustration when you see the people that can control their disease and don't when you fight it every day.

No. No. NO!
You talk like what you did was cheating. Whatever works is good. You still had to reinvent yourself, so to speak. And you admit that you are still fighting the good fight. Christ! I gained about ten pounds the past few months because I wasn't disciplined enough and I wasn't even eating junk. I know how hard it is.
My point was that so many TypeII diabetics suffer horrible side effects. But they could make it all go away by losing weight.
You were on the fast track to dying and you turned it around.
You're my hero.
Now don't fuck it all up.

[Zarathustra]

Congratulations! That's fantastic. I'm sure you feel like a new woman.

Don't beat yourself up too much about the surgery. My mother is obsese and getting older every year. These kinds of stories make me rethink my position on bariatric surgery. It's easy for someone like me (in my 30s) to say people should just have willpower and do it on their own. But when your knees get so bad that you have to have knee replacement surgery, it's difficult to exercise, period. I'd give anything to see her have such dramatic results as you did.

[lorin]

Congratulations! That's fantastic. I'm sure you feel like a new woman.

Don't beat yourself up too much about the surgery. My mother is obsese and getting older every year. These kinds of stories make me rethink my position on bariatric surgery. It's easy for someone like me (in my 30s) to say people should just have willpower and do it on their own. But when your knees get so bad that you have to have knee replacement surgery, it's difficult to exercise, period. I'd give anything to see her have such dramatic results as you did.

It becomes a vicious cycle. Her knees probably hurt so bad she cant exercise and the weight goes up and her knees get worse. I am not making excuses for her or my behavior. I hate excuses. I hate people to hide behind their behaviors. To me it is very much like an alcoholic that says "it's not my fault, I have a disease " Bullcrap, whatever it is, it is my responsibility. But that being said, sometimes we need a hand up. The initial loss from the surgery can make it feel like there is a possibility of reclaiming your life. The rest is up to the individual.

[rdhopeca]

Congratulations! That's fantastic. I'm sure you feel like a new woman.

Don't beat yourself up too much about the surgery. My mother is obsese and getting older every year. These kinds of stories make me rethink my position on bariatric surgery. It's easy for someone like me (in my 30s) to say people should just have willpower and do it on their own. But when your knees get so bad that you have to have knee replacement surgery, it's difficult to exercise, period. I'd give anything to see her have such dramatic results as you did.

It becomes a vicious cycle. Her knees probably hurt so bad she cant exercise and the weight goes up and her knees get worse. I am not making excuses for her or my behavior. I hate excuses. I hate people to hide behind their behaviors. To me it is very much like an alcoholic that says "it's not my fault, I have a disease " Bullcrap, whatever it is, it is my responsibility. But that being said, sometimes we need a hand up. The initial loss from the surgery can make it feel like there is a possibility of reclaiming your life. The rest is up to the individual.

I have the same sort of problem. My doctor wants me to exercise, so I started playing tennis twice a week until I ruptured a calf muscle. Then he yelled at me for playing tennis and told me to stop. I *hate* walking and other boring forms of exercise and do better when I am *doing* something, but my body rebels...

[lorin]

Congratulations! That's fantastic. I'm sure you feel like a new woman.

Don't beat yourself up too much about the surgery. My mother is obsese and getting older every year. These kinds of stories make me rethink my position on bariatric surgery. It's easy for someone like me (in my 30s) to say people should just have willpower and do it on their own. But when your knees get so bad that you have to have knee replacement surgery, it's difficult to exercise, period. I'd give anything to see her have such dramatic results as you did.

It becomes a vicious cycle. Her knees probably hurt so bad she cant exercise and the weight goes up and her knees get worse. I am not making excuses for her or my behavior. I hate excuses. I hate people to hide behind their behaviors. To me it is very much like an alcoholic that says "it's not my fault, I have a disease " Bullcrap, whatever it is, it is my responsibility. But that being said, sometimes we need a hand up. The initial loss from the surgery can make it feel like there is a possibility of reclaiming your life. The rest is up to the individual.

I have the same sort of problem. My doctor wants me to exercise, so I started playing tennis twice a week until I ruptured a calf muscle. Then he yelled at me for playing tennis and told me to stop. I *hate* walking and other boring forms of exercise and do better when I am *doing* something, but my body rebels...

swim, swim, swim......................

[Savor Dam]

Just Keep Swimming!

[lorin]

Just Keep Swimming!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=sA8PaIw5gcE

[sgt.null]

i find water aerobics to b ethe easiest way to exercise.