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Update #3 – My Weight

Daisy — Wed, 25 Nov 2009 05:41:01 +0000

I mentioned in September in this post that I had lost 13 lbs over the summer, which is great. I have continued to lose weight since then. Once I got off of my risperidal I did a search at work to find out about risperdal (something I now know I have access to). I had noticed something odd a few days after I stopped taking the med. I stopped enjoying the salads. (Okay, originally I thought it was the flu I caught. I went home sick my first week out on the floor and missed another day due to it. Luckily the only time I threw up was on the way home from work. And I manged to get out of the car before that happened.). I would take a bite of the salad and couldn’t eat. I tried changing lettuce mixtures and it was no help. I was still eating my apples and the ham from my salads but that was it. I also wasn’t as hungry. The apple and the ham and the second apple I had on my last break would last me for the rest of the night. I wasn’t eating once I got home from work either. Well, when I looked up the risperidal I discovered that it increases your appetite. You could have pushed me over with a feather when I saw that one. These days I’m eating two pieces of Italian bread with butter and an apple for dinner. (Yeah, so much for my low carb diet!) I have had some popcorn on my first break and an apple on my last break and a couple of pieces of candy and that’s about it. I went out to dinner with Mom on Friday and I could finish my steak. And it was only a 7 oz steak. I ate almost none of my fries, although I did eat a bunch of mozzarella sticks. It’s one of the few ways I’ll actually eat cheese. I had been in size 18 jeans over the summer and several weeks back when I was at Mom’s I grabbed some size 16′s and a bunch of nice blouses from my Mellon job which at that point either fit or almost fit me. About a week after that I switch to wearing the size 16′s. They got very baggy very quickly. Also the end of my belt was sticking out very far. Way too long for the first belt loop, but not quite long enough for the second. Friday I put on the size 14 jeans I had grabbed from Mom’s and they fit. Woohoo! I bought a smaller belt (went from a 42” to a 38”) and when I got back to mom’s I weighed myself. Since May (or so) I have lost a grand total of 31 lbs! That’s a not so small dog. Or three + Jack’s:

The most amazing thing is that I have done nothing except get off my meds. I have exercised exactly twice (and one of those the hot water went off during so I got to take a cold shower that night). Exercising is not one of my strong points. I have not been following my low carb diet very well at all. (I’m hoping that the weight loss with help with the triglycerides.) I have just stopped taking the meds. I also have not gained any weight since starting the Celexa, so that wasn’t the drug that was causing the problems with my weight. It’s so exciting. My face has thinned out and I can wear clothes I have worn in over a year. My face is no longer round! Getting off of the meds wasn’t easy for me or my family. Tom bore the brunt of it and he held up remarkably well. No, it was most certainly not easy. But it paid off. It was worth it.

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OMG ~ My sister’s getting married!

Daisy — Mon, 04 Feb 2008 01:59:47 +0000

Yeah. I know. I posted about that. I think I’m in the wedding, but I’m not positive. I asked her to let me know, but have gotten no response to that email. *sigh* Since I’m going to be in it I have to look good, right? The only problem is that I don’t. I know I can’t outshine my sister (and that would be very hard to do so I won’t even try), but I would like to look good in my own right. Bridesmaid dresses aren’t very forgiving. My face is slowing getting worse (I haven’t been taking care of it like I should) and I weigh way too much. And I don’t want to hear a lot of people saying that I look fine and that its all in my head. I have approximately 30 to 40 lbs to lose. Can you tell by looking at me straight on? Not really. Sideways? Oh yes. My stomach sticks out farther than my boobs. That’s called being overweight. Heck, with the tight restrictions they now have on weight and height, I might even qualify as obese. I’m up to a size 16 pant (okay, so its a little loose – I have to wear a belt, but you try finding pants that come between a 14 and a 16. I dare you) and an extra large aka 1X top. I’ve picked good tops – its hard to tell when I’m in them that I’m overweight. I know the deal – eat right, exercise, etc. I am getting more exercise than I was when I was working at Coventry. Unfortunately I’ve just gained weight. I’m not good at eating right. Its linked to the depression thing. I get the urge to eat, sometimes when I’m not even hungry. And I get very hungry. I’ve been trying to cut back on food intake, at least, but its hard. I’m still hungry. I eat breakfast between 8 and 8:15. I’m hungry by 10:30. I eat lunch between 1 and 1:30. I’m hungry by five. And I’m not talking about a little hunger either. I’m talking about huge hunger – sometimes so much so that I get short tempered and have trouble concentrating. I’m hungry now, but I’ve already gotten ready for bed tonight so no more food for me. The only way I’ve ever lost weight was to stop eating food at work. I did that for Lent one year. I fasted while I was at work. I don’t know if I should do that again this year. But not eating is not the proper way to lose weight. I know that. Yet I’m so exhausted when I get home from work and so dang hungry that I don’t have what it takes to make meals. I don’t even have an recipies. I suppose I should buck up and just do it. I suppose that I should look forward to the point in time when I do lose weight and do feel better about myself. And I should find the time to exercise. I could do it. If I had the energy. The answers seem so simple, but the task are monumental. I don’t know if I can do it. Maybe I’ll fast while I’m at work for Lent again and try to pick up with healthy eating habits at work and at home. *sigh* I’m so tired of it all. Its lines of thinking like this that make me not want to go on. Okay, so what’s the plan – Wednesday starts Lent, right? I’ll eat breakfast, either at home or at work. But not both. I’ll drink water instead of eating morning snack, lunch, and afternoon snack. I’ll come home and make one of our dinners and maybe both Mom and I will eat something better than what we have been. No more cookies. No more pie. No more cake. No more milkshakes. No more of any of the stuff that makes me feel better. Tell me again, what’s the point of living if you’re miserable? Cause I’m going to spend probably the next two to three years being miserable. Then again, does it really matter anyways?

1+1=too much counting

Daisy — Sun, 10 Jun 2007 00:59:18 +0000

So mom and I are counting carbs. Reason? She’s been recently diagnosed with diabetes and we’re trying to regulate it with diet and exercise. Why am I doing it? Because I’m a good daughter. The schedule we are using is for a 1800 calorie day, which is on the lose weight end of the scale. I swear its going to kill me. I’m starving. We just had dinner and half a bag was about 50 carbs so I could technically have something with 10 carbs and not be over the limit – but that would be a chocolate chip cookie and we’re out of them. Mom at the last one a couple of days ago. I’m switching from fruit juice to flavored waters (with Splenda, which means they have no carbs). I’d go water but I can’t stand the stuff. I hate the taste and I hate the way its easily changed to a metallic or chemical taste. I may be investing in a Sam’s Club membership so I can buy it in bulk – its cheaper that way. Unless I can get around to see my father more often and use his membership. But I don’t see that happening. So, no more fruit juice. Well, unless I want to use my carb choices on those and then I get less to eat. So, no more fruit juice. I’m going to have to learn to like diet coke – again, no carbs in the diet but carbs in the regular. *sigh* I’m not a fan of the taste of diet anything. Although I can handle Sierra Mist Free. I wonder if I could drink that. Not that they have it in any restaurants, but I could at least have it at home. Who knows. Maybe I’ll become aclimated to the diet stuff and not miss the real stuff. Yeah, right. I guess anything is possible, though. I just figured out that my milk that I use for my fiber shakes doesn’t count as carbs because you subtract dietary fiber from carbs when you’re counting them – which means they are actually negative carbs, if that’s possible. But that at least is something good. Hmm…I’m hungry. Since protein and fats don’t count when you’re carb counting, I could have something like eggs. Or maybe a hot dog. I think a hot dog roll is only one carb choice so I could have that. I’ll have to take that into consideration. Or I can just suffer. Or have some of that juice. Or since its getting later anyways, have my milk and pills and start prepping for bed. Maybe in a little bit – I’m chatting with howetoknit now. But yes, I know carb count. Fun, isn’t it?