I am still truding along, still doing the plan. This week, the results have not been as impressive. I'm holding steady at 259. But, I consider it a victory, because my blood sugars have been great, and I've had my period this week; my normal week for scarfing down Pepsi and bags of chips by the pound. I can tell I'm retaining water and so I'm pretty certain that my weight will start to shift downwards again next week.
But I have a thought that won't leave me. I want to know what you guys think. I go to a women's Bible study on Wednesdays, and I know the teacher fairly well. Her name is Laura, and she's an amazing godly woman who I admire. She has a daughter the same age as Missy, and her two older boys serve in middle and high school ministry, so I know them as well. I had told her I'd been having issues with medication, but didn't elaborate. Again, I haven't told too many people I have type 2 diabetes. It is because of conversations like THIS:
Laura: "Why are you taking medication?"
Laura: "I'm so sorry to hear that. Have you considered getting your stomach stapled?"
SIGHHHHH. I know she wasn't trying to be hurtful, I know she wasn't poking me in my gut yelling FATFATFATTIEDIDYOUKNOWYOUREFAT but seriously, this is why I keep it to myself. I don't want people to ask me questions about "what I'm doing" and why, for right now, a lap band procedure is not for me. Let me tell you why it's not my choice:
1) My insurance covers it, but it's a $5000 copay!
2) I am terrified of anesthesia. I have fears of dying on the table.
3) I am slowly losing the weight through diet and exercise, and that doesn't cost me near as much as the copay.
I am so not against weight loss surgery. I really do understand why people do it, and kudos to them. I will not be judging anyone who chooses that route. And maybe someday I will, but for now, I don't want to think about it. So I work on my meal plan, and go on my walks, and dance in my kitchen, and pray to see results. Would any of you be offended by someone just straight up mentioning weight loss surgery to you? I'm trying not to be offended, but I suddenly felt like a tub of lard sitting next to her, a trim muscular woman in her upper 40s. It was hard to concentrate on the study of Ruth, which is such a beautiful account in the Bible.
Have a blessed day, peeps. I have a lot to do today because I have a meeting at the hospital tomorrow at 8am. I'm going to try and do as much work as I can today because my entire morning tomorrow will be in the meeting. This also means I have to leave tomorrow morning by about 6:50. My boys aren't even up that early, so I guess I'll be harrassing them by cell phone to get out of bed. Ah, the thrill of a working woman's life. Le sigh.