The Truth Hurts

This will probably be the longest and most transparent blog I have written to date. However it is necessary. Just maybe my transparency may also be able to help someone else. Normally, I schedule all of my medical appointments around my birthday. I used to think of them as a birthday present to myself. However, I recently got off track due to a change in health insurance. So 2017 through most of 2019 saw me fall keeping up with my appointments like I used to.

Fast forward to 2019. New job, new insurance, new healthcare home. It started with some issues that I needed to see a doctor for to address. My body was going through some changes and I needed to understand what was going on. I had tests, a biopsy and just as suddenly as the issue started, the issue resolved itself. However, my body was my temple and it was up to me to take care of it. One of my major health issues is hypertension. I was diagnosed with it at 26. Some of it could have been attributed to stress, I was working a mildly stressful job, but I was also overweight. The most difficult thing during that time was going to the doctor and seeing morbidly obese on the checkout form I was given at the conclusion of each visit.

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Now in my mind that was a disrespectful stretch. Morbidly Obese? Yes my weight was in the 200’s but I could move, I was not bedridden and at the time the only co-morbidity was the hypertension. Which I attributed in part to a stressful job. So I though I was fine, and my doctor was mean. Then came he sleep apnea, then the pre-diabetes, then the increase in blood pressure medication. Surely I was wrong and the doctors observation was right.

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Then I dated someone who was diabetic. Not only diabetic but non-compliant and diabetic. He didn’t want to take his medication, which consisted on pills and insulin injections, he did not take his health serious and it was not a good thing to witness. He had several hospitalizations. His lab numbers were through the roof. I am sure many physicians felt that he was just a person who was living on borrowed time. His life was a lesson for me.

Shortly after we broke up I looked in having weight loss surgery. I had seen how life as a diabetic could be, the worst of it, however I wanted no part of it good or bad. I went through the steps. Anyone who thinks having weight loss surgery is easy has absolutely no idea how hard it is. The one or two hours of My 600 lb life, don’t even begin to touch the surface of the lengthy and emotional process weight loss surgery is. It is not for the faint at heart or the undetermined.

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So fast forward almost 5 years post weight loss surgery, where I should be living life at my goal weight, which I never reached, and here we are again. Where is that you may ask, lab numbers not reflecting what I want. Addition to the blood pressure medication. The worst is that since we have been at home in quarantine, I have gained 12 pounds. 12 frickin pounds!!! I feel like I have failed. Honestly, I have and there is no one to blame but myself.

I have to admit, there were some dark days during quarantine. I could definitely feel depression creeping in. I am fortunate to have a wonder life mate an talking to him helped me to put things in perspective and feel better. I also conquered my fear of leaving the house and started to get out, just to go to get groceries or to the doctor, but it was out of the house. I had also acquired a taste for specific fresh baked peanut butter cookies, which became my afternoon companion while I attended afternoon work meetings. So when I went to the doctor, maybe I should not have been that surprised but it still hurt.

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Taking an honest look at myself I now know and understand that I set myself up to fail a long time ago. I am a very intelligent woman and being a psychologist, I know the truth that if you fail to plan, you plan to fail. I have never really had a plan. A real plan. A plan that would sustain me and keep me from never reaching my goal weight because the honest answer is I never really had a goal weight. Yes, I could give the doctor some numbers a range that I thought was right for me. Did I really think I would make it there, no.

Did I think surgery would solve all of my problems, no. Did I think it would give me a good jumpstart, yes. Is that what it was supposed to do? Yes. But there was more work that I needed to do that surgery could not solve. So now what?

I know that I have to take a good, long and difficult look at my life. Where did my relationship with food become this co-dependent, dysfunctional spiral that has led me to be morbidly obese? What do I need to do to change this relationship and what is my goal or ideal weight? What do I want and need from my body and most importantly what does my body need from me? I need to figure out the answers to these questions.

One thing that I do know is that it will be a journey. I did not become morbidly obese over night and it will not go away over night. It is going to take some soul searching, some hard work and some dedication to make the necessary lifestyle changes needed to become the person I desire to be. I am documenting this journey here because as I said at the beginning, my transparency may be able to help someone else.

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I know that I am not alone. Obesity is a major issue in our society and one that far too many people suffer from. I know that I am not alone on this journey. I have a wonderful life partner who is on this journey with me and now I have more people with me because I am sharing my life changes with all of you. WE can do this. I can do this. I will do this.

I will keep you all updating on my progress.

Be Blessed, Be Fabulous and Be Healthy!

What’s Under Your Dress?

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Now most people would answer that questions “None of your business!”  But that was the answer before I was introduced to Sheertex.  Now I am excited to share what’s under my dress.

Let me start with a confession, I have to admit, I hate pantyhose. I always have. It seems as if the moment you take them out of the package they rip. Or they rip at the most inopportune time, when you’re at an event and you feel the rip spreading from one end of your leg to the other. Even worse they split in the crotch and you feel the rip going down both legs simultaneously as if they are racing to see who will make the most embarrassing trail down your leg.  It has just never been a good experience.

When you come of age, for most women pantyhose and slips become a right of passage.  I hate them both.  Slips always seemed unnecessary and pantyhose always seemed like a punishment for something I had done in a past life.  If that was my rite of passage into womanhood, I wanted no parts of it.  None. Nada. Zilch

Further as a brown curvy woman it is always hard to determine the correct size and if by chance I found the correct brand that fit, chances are the colors did not match my skin tone or complexion. It was a frustrating, and honestly most browns or nudes of coffees where not my nudes, my browns of my coffee.

So I stopped wearing panty hose. Chances are if you saw me at a formal event or even at church my legs were bare. Unless it was winter because I live in Chicago and I know better. But then my leg covering of choice was tights or calf length Shapeware that could fit into tall boots and masquerade as pantyhose. I had it all figured out.  I will admit that there were some winter days that I have gone bare legged instead of pantyhose, if my only option was to wear pantyhose I choose nothing at all.

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Then enters Sheertex. A pantyhose unlike any other. A pantyhose that may be worth its weight in gold and price because I have been unable to create a rip tear, puncture or anything in the pair I have. And the color is a pretty good match to my skin tone as well. Sheertex is comfortable, easy to put on, and did I mention that I have not been able to create a rip, tear or puncture in my pair?

I was sent a pair to try, thanks Sheertex 🙂 and I was sent a sample of the material the hose are made from and they encourage you to try to create a rip a tear and puncture.  I have created rips, tears and punctures in other shapewear I have owned, but so far not in Sheertex.

Sheertex came at the right time.  Winter in Chicago.  I now have a pair of pantyhose that provide me the firmness of shapeware while at the same time the feel and comfort of pantyhose.  Sheertex for me is a game changer.  I also believe that the cost is worth it because I believe that these will last me forever.

I am happy that I was able to try Sheertex and I would definitely recommend them to pantyhose phobic people like myself who had just given up on pantyhose altogether.  I am planning to purchase a pair in black as well in order to have more that one pair in my wardrobe rotation.  The all day comfort is something that you don’t always find with other brands of shapewear and that you definitely don’t find with pantyhose.  I am thankful that Sheertex is here!

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Order you a pair or two today, you will not be disappointed.

For more information check out Sheertex here:

If you want to give them a try, use the code SOLE10 and receive $10 off your first order.

As always,

Be Blessed, Be Fabulous!

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