tomteboda wrote: »
I take care of my mom full-time. She's 59 years old and entirely dependent on other people for almost everything. She has cushing's syndrome and over 100 lbs of nonoperable fibroid tumors in her body, and after she was immobilized by a stroke the weight just piled on, going from a hefty but manageable 350 to 500.
She has a lot of health problems, with multiple sclerosis, SLE, and diabetes and all the problems that result from them. She's going blind and deaf, she can barely transfer from her chair to a toilet, her feet are absolutely a horror from edema and wounds that wont' heal. We have to wrap her legs every day, and wash and tend for all her sores. Neuropathy ,means she can't feel anything below her upper arms or legs, and she has terrible heart pain as well as random muscle spasms all over her body. She suffers greatly. No person should suffer like that.
Her problems are not caused by her weight, they're caused by her malfunctioning immune system and the genetic changes brought about by exposure to a drug her mom took in utero. But her weight is making everything A LOT HARDER. I can't lift her, even with my dad's help. When she falls, we have to call 911 to get help. I can't handle her wheelchair alone, so she can only go places when my dad, who is 60 years old, can help! We can barely get her into the car right now to take her to the doctor. She's too heavy for one of those cars that has the lift-chairs, and we can't afford a motorized chair for her. We can't afford one of the expensive motorized recliners for bariatric people either, so every time she wants her feet up or head back, I have to do it for her. You cannot imagine how frustrating that is for her, to be unable to do anything for herself, and she's a very independent person. Its not exactly easy on me either, because she often needs help at least once every hour or two around the clock, and this has been going on for years.
Ma suffers every single day. It's terrible to watch. NOBODY should suffer like this. And her weight makes taking care of her SO MUCH HARDER. It has a clear and terrible impact on the quality of her life. She'd still be in pain and miserable if she was smaller, because the diseases she has are her body self-destructing. But the weight makes it worse.
November 2014 I realized I was headed down the same path.
Like my mom, I have systemic lupus erythematosus. Over the past decade I suffered several serious injuries to my back, including one at the C2 vertebra which completely immobilized me for months. Then my immune system started attacking my heart, making me very sleepy (20 hours a day sleeping!). My weight went up, and up, and up... and I did nothing. 165 turned into 175.. to 185.. 195... 205.. 225... 235... 245... 255... I held there for a couple years until the heart problem. I was hiding from the camera. I knew I was fat, but I was tired all the time and I just didn't have the energy to be active like I always used to be. And then I stepped on a scale and it read 270.
My heart skipped a beat. 270. What. the. heck. I numbly went back to my bedroom and wept.. and wept... and wept. Because suddenly I knew.. I was going down the EXACT SAME PATH my mom had been on. What happened if my heart didn't get better? What happened if I needed someone to help me? How could I do that to someone else? I always had a functional definition of weight: your weight is fine, unless its preventing you from living the life you want. Lupus changed the equation for me. It took away my ability to do things; and I realized my weight was NOT HELPING one bit. It was putting a lot of extra strain on my heart.
After a couple days of complete devastation, I logged onto MyFitnessPal. I wasn't ready to commit fully, but I started paying attention to what I was eating. My goal wasn't even to lose weght yet. It was to STOP GAINING. Nevertheless, despite not logging, in the first 2 months I lost 15 lbs.
I had a doctor appointment in January and was put on a drug to calm my immune system down. That day I started logging everything I ate. In May my heart was strong enough I could go on short (15 minute) walks every 2-3 days, and vacuum my house every 2 days (believe me this was exertion!). Over the summer, I became stronger as my heart recovered from the prolonged attack on it, and the walking increased.
I've now lost almost 75 lbs. I'm aiming to lose 23 more. Walking is so much easier than it was, not just because my muscles are more conditioned, but because I'm not lugging around a large Irish Setter in fat. My back is getting stronger than it's been in a long time, so much stress was taken off that as well. Everything else that's improved is just gravy.
Oh, and my mom? She's lost 100 lbs along with me, because I was paying attention to my my diet and by association hers as well.
HoneyBadger155 wrote: »
When was your 'AH-HA' moment that made you decide, 'ahhhm okay it's time to do something about this weight?
--Early 2015: I knew I had put on weight over the years, but the "Ah-ha" was when, no matter how uncomfortable I was willing to be, I couldn't SQUEEZE into my "fattest" work pants. Refusing to buy another size up, I had to wear skirts/dresses for like 3 weeks until I dropped enough to sausage back into my pants.
What made a difference this time which differed from previous attempts to lose weight &/or get healthy? (motivation)
--I decided that rather than trying to do it all, or dramatically change my schedule, I'd instead focus on food. Just had the realization that no matter what, I was going to feed myself, so that was the logical place to start since it was something I was going to be doing anyways.
As for fitness, which came later, it was after my pace racing started to pick up, but my physical abilities were holding me back. I literally didn't have the strength to get the bike to turn at a faster pace, I was maxed out (bike wasn't, I was). I was also getting more tired as my pace picked up. Decided that if I wanted a shot at making the pro ranks in the future, I'd have to get in shape and treat myself like the athlete I wanted to be.
I learned to "embrace the suck" and dealt with how horrible it was to work on getting back into shape (for most of my life until about 2009 I was pretty fit and weight had never been an issue, but I had active jobs that required a lot - then I got the dreaded desk job.....)
How much impact do you feel that a correct mindset has on the level of achievement?
--I think it's about priorities - humans will accomplish what they feel is truly important to them. Sometimes you have to set yourself up for the mindset, or remind yourself of it, but if it's a priority, you'll make it happen.
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