I have tried two new methods of weight loss lately. One good and one very bad.
The good one was public humiliation. See we are having a contest at work in our department to see who can lose the most pounds in 2 months. Weigh in was at the beginning of July. It was very hard to get on the scale there at work but I just tried to make a joke about it and move on. We do a midterm weigh in in Aug and the final in Sept.
There are 7 people doing it and whoever looses the most wins the piglet pot which is $140. The day we initially weighed in four of the seven went to Taco Bell for lunch. The outlook was not so good. The rules were, no rules. Do what you want. It's funny now that my manager (and ringleader) actually said pills and surgery are allowed.
Now lets discuss my second method. It's not something I planned but I had a very heavy period for about 10 days. Went to work last Monday because I was working a special shift and had to go in, but I wasn't feeling well and everyone told me I was very pale.
Tuesday I wanted to go in because we were having a blood drive for a coworkers daughter with Lukemia. Hah. I was still feeling bad so they wouldn't take any blood from me anyway. I left 2 hours into my shift because I could not stand without gushing and when I stood my heart pounded in my head and chest and I thought I was dying. I drove myself home and slept all day.
Now some readers may remember I got anemic last year due to a heavy cycle but was put on some progesterone by the gyno and things were good. I took the pills five days a month and my cycles were regular. This was the first cycle without the pills (I called for a refill but they denied it and I suffered about 5 days before I called back) After napping a while on Tuesday I called the gyno and left a message. They didn't call back.
On Wednesday when I realized I couldn't walk the 15 (yes I counted) steps from my side of the bed to the toilet without getting out of breath and dizzy I called my regular doctor and told them what happened. They called me in for blood work. Poor Michael had to drive all the way home from work to pick me up and then all the way back past work to the doctors office. They tested me and sent me to the hospital immediately. I was there from Wednesday afternoon until Saturday afternoon. I had an emergency D&C and five pints of blood transfused. Not one of my best weeks but Michael thinks I may of lost some weight.
The folks at work will be hating the no rules thing. Hahaha bitches.
Feeling better now, my hemoglobin is still only 8.5 (12 is normal) I think I was at 3 or 4 when I went in on Wednesday. I am just glad I am no longer bleeding.
Not sure what the rest of the treatment will be, it was nice of my young gynocologist to offer up strong birth control pills or removing my uterus as options. Not something an emotional, ill, childless woman wants to hear.
Trying. I am trying to get back on track here folks. Once again with the "more than three months" since posting. I realize I don't have any reason to not post. Heck one of my buddies posted from a laptop while she was camping so why can't I take a minute and write something??
Things are good here in TX, the weather is about as nice as it could be. Maybe starting to get a little warm for my taste.
I am proud to say that I have finally learned the swimming pool water system. It has been maintained all winter. As long as it doesn't get away from me I should be golden.
There is some disappointment with the diet and exercise in my life. Like it is nonexistent. I know I need to work on both but I will start by working on the exercise. I don't know why I don't do it. I always feel better after working out. I know when I am stressed out after a long day of working hunched over my computer that walking or swimming or riding the bike will go a great length towards helping me relax but instead we'll eat some dinner, maybe do some laundry and hit the TIVo until its time to sleep. Living like this is going to kill me.
I have managed to not gain anything, I am holding steady between 249 and 253 depending on my monthly cycle but I don't want to hold it, I want to feel better. This has got to change!
I will be looking for other long term solutions but for now I need to start moving my body.
What a shame, after all these months you would think I had something good to say.
My nephew was born on 5/1/07, I haven't seen him as he is in CA, but he is adorable in the few pics I have seen.