I am a 26 year old woman (birthday last week! Whee!), and for the last (almost) four years, I have been trying to lose weight, only to see my weight
PLEASE please bare with this post. I am at my wits end, and could really do with some advice or help or anything!
I'm going to be candid. Shortly after my son was born, my cycle stopped. It had never been spot on any way, so more than anything I wasn't bothered. I
wasn't the best eater. I suffered severely with depression (I never left the house because I didn't want anyone to see me (I was being bullied as an
adult and I found it very humiliating).
When my son was about 8 months old, I weighed myself and found I was just shy of 190 lbs. I've always been slim, and was nestled in comfortably at
around 135 for pretty much most of my adult life. I'd been homeless which helped contribute to my weight management to a degree since I couldn't
afford to eat and I was too scared of spending my money on food in case I needed it for something else.
I was shocked at how much weight I had put on AFTER the birth of my son, and stupidly sought out 'quick fixes', diet pills, even frequented
pro-anorexia sites, hoping that I could learn how to discipline myself like those poor people, I tried throwing up after meals, calorie cutting and
calorie counting, I exercised almost non-stop. I quit college because I was more concerned about losing weight than I was learning a trade.
By the time I hit about 200lbs, I went to the doctor and said I wanted help with my weight. He said he would refer me to a dietician, and never did.
My cycle was still absent, and I went back to see a different doctor, and explained the absence, how cysts and fibroids run in the family, how all the
women in my family have had total hysterectomies (the removal of the ovaries and the womb) at around 40 years old.
I had some blood tests and when I rang for the results, they were apparently all normal.
I didn't bother to pursue it again, until a couple of months later where my weight was still creeping up despite the extra lengths I was going to. I
reduced myself to a low fat, low calorie, low salt, sugar and carbohydrate diet. This made me miserable as my life had been reduced to bland
colourless and flavourless food.
I went back to the doctor and asked about having more tests done. The doctor told me that he could refer me to a consultant at the hospital, but there
wasn't one to refer me to. I walked out empty handed.
I went back again, and I saw another doctor and asked again. This doctor told me that there was a specialist I could be referred to, but they wouldn't
because they didn't think there was anything wrong with me, and that he thought I was eating too much and doing too little. Angry, and humiliated, I
walked out again.
Finally I thought I would ask once more, and saw yet another doctor. I got sent for more blood results, and again I was told they were normal, and
that I would receive no help about my weight issues.
Finally, I made a complaint to the local patient advise liaison regarding my issues. They contacted the surgery practise manager on my behalf, who
then informed me that at the surgery itself there was a doctor who specialised in womens bits and that she would set me up and appointment to see her
ASAP due to the fact that my cycle had been absent for more than two years by this point.
When the doctor rang me to arrange an appointment, she scolded me and asked why I hadn't been to see her in the first place about it. Had I known
there was an experienced doctor there, I certainly wouldn't have wasted my time with the other doctors!
After doing yet more tests, she discovers I have low levels of cortisol, and finally refers me to the hospital, which is a rush job since absent
periods can lead to osteoporosis and other bone disorders.
The endocrinology consultant I saw finds that these tests I had in the past had in fact shown elevated levels of certain hormones and sends me off to
do them all again. And I also needed an abdominal scan to see whether my ovaries are healthy or whether they have cysts or not.
The scan DID show cysts, but the blood results have all come back normal.
Back in December, I joined a gym, I go three to five times a week focussing on high intensity cardio exercise, with a mixture of core and muscle
conditioning. My diet is pretty good, I home cook all my own food from scratch from fresh ingredients.
My doctor recommended I do not eat carbs after 5pm, but has offered no other help to me.
When I saw the specialist last, I had lost a kilo over the last 6 months.
So what now? That is my problem in a nutshell. No-one seems to know what to say to me, or how to help me.
I've taken to just having to help myself, though the results are (from what I can tell) either very slow going or non-existant.
I am absolutely gutted as this has ruined me as a person. I hate going out with friends now since no-one really speaks to me, I sit ignored, or I'm
the 'bag lady' while the rest of my friends are lavished with attention by everyone else. I just don't know what else to do.
So many times I have felt like giving up with the whole thing, but then I realise that despite having no outward physical benefits, my arthritis has
practically disappeared, I have more stamina, I get less headaches, I can walk without feeling like my legs are seizing up, I no longer am afflicted
with shin splints.
But I could really do without the risk of diabetes or heart disease.
Why does the NHS complain that people with diabetes and heart disease costs them something like a billion pounds a year, but they won't help someone
(and I'm not talking gastric banding or surgery) to prevent developing these diseases?
Surely it would be more cost effective to help those who ask for it, prevent the diseases from developing, then they won't be dependant on costly
diabetes and heart medication for the rest of their lives? I don't understand it.
ETA: I've been loathe to post this for about a year now, obviously you've only got my word that I am trying as hard as I am, but this is a large
forum, and I figure someone out there must have some ideas.
Also, it's kinda funny, yes I am a bigger woman now, but when people ask me what I enjoy doing, and I answer with "The gym" they either mistake me for
thinking I said "Gin" or just looking at me in a way as if they don't believe me.
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I should probably add that I have also tried fasting. The thread over on the On Topic side is what kicked off this thread. I have a four year old son,
and fasting makes me very headachey, irritable, shaky and nauseous. I know that these is a reaction to the toxins being cleansed from the body, but I
find that I'd much rather not take my grumps out on him.
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