The Turn Around Point

In February 2012, I was in my doctor's office and he noticed that my blood pressure was really high. He looked back in my chart and saw that it has always been high and said to me, "You're on BP medication, right?" I said, "No." He asked if I had ever had an EKG in his office. I said, "No." (I was a relatively new patient to him, but not new to his practice.) He insisted that we do the EKG right then. When done, the results on the print-out read, "Abnormal. Probable old infarction." He asked if I ever had a heart attack. I said, "No, not that I am aware." He ordered blood work, wrote me a prescription for the BP medication and a referral to a cardiologist, and said the words that still ring in my head, "It's a wonder you're not dead." That was it for me.

I went home, told my husband to set up my treadmill (that was folded up in our bedroom from the last time I used it in 2001), found MFP and, by the following week's appointment with the cardiologist, I had lost 4 pounds. Still have about 40 to go, but I'll get there eventually.

Good luck to you!

When I realized my baby boy was 4 months old and even though I'd gone right back down to pre-pregnancy weight after having him, over those 4 months, I'd gained back 25 pounds and weighed only 5 pounds less than the day before I gave birth to him and was the largest I'd ever been while not pregnant.

Last year the death of seven relatives in seven months, including my mom and dad eleven days apart.

If not now, when?

Took many, many, many tries to get back to the routine of exercising and eating better. Fall down seven, get up eight. Finally found my groove, down 10lbs as of today.

To be graphic when I put on my XL undies and they rolled down below my round belly... because they were too small.... and I was not pregnant......

That walk of shame..... Priceless

For real, it was horible!