First and foremost let me apologize for the word “ass” in my title. On to the good stuff.
So many times over the course of my weightloss journey people have messaged me and asked me how I lost my weight. I’ve shared that story with some. Tonight I feel compelled to share it with the wordpress universe.
Back in March of 2015 I got a severe case of laryngitis forcing me to see a medical professional for the first time since 2010. I knew I had gained weight. I knew I was big. I just didn’t know how big. I chose to go to Clover Fork Clinic and I saw a guy by the name of Eric Roberts. The first thing that sticks out to me like a sore thumb about this visit was the fact that when I went to get weighed in I weighed so much the scales wouldn’t register. It kind of shocked me, but to be honest I brushed it off as if it was no big deal. The Dr. treated me for my illness and also put me on blood pressure medication because my blood pressure was 240/185. That scared me. He kept mentioning the word “stroke” During the consultation he asked if I had ever thought about having gastric surgery. I kind of thought for a second, then I brushed it off quickly.
I started making small changes after that visit, but I was still not doing my part to promote a healthy me.
Flash forward to June. My best friend, who I have been through so much with asked me to ride to Lexington with her. She was considering having the surgery. I was intrigued. I mean, if Sally can go through with having that surgery….Im sure I could, right? So we made our way to Lexington to Saint Joseph’s where we attended an information seminar concerning the gastric surgeries they offer. I remember looking around at some of the people who were there. They were small compared to me. I kept thinking…..he doesnt need this surgery, or why is she here? The seminar was very informative. I signed up to be considered for the surgery and left my insurance information to have the process started. I was so excited. I thought to myself the entire way home of the ways my life was going to change.
Over the course of the next week I began to tell people I was going to have the surgery done. I told my parents. They were both beyond supportive and pretty much agreed with me that I needed to do something. I told my bosses and a couple of my co workers. Even asked the school nurse at my work what she thought about it. She said go for it and to be honest I trust nurse Stephanie’s opinion about medical situations more so than probably anyone I know. I was completely sold and ready to change my life.
On July the 6th I drove up to Roanoke to meet a couple of my friends who live in DC. We had lunch and explored some. We parked downtown. That meant a lot of walking, and fast paced walking to be honest. I couldnt keep up. I was so embarrassed. I was exhausted after the first exploration downtown. By the time we got to the second mall we were going to explore I had to hang it up and head for home. My back was aching and I was just beyond tired.
The next day I got a call from the hospital where I was to have the surgery. It was a no go. My insurance didnt cover gastric surgeries. I would have to develop high cholesterol and diabetes in order to be considered. To say that I was devastated would be an understatement. I moped around all day drinking cokes and eating chips and little debbies. That following Friday, July 10th, I went to Tazewell early that morning in hopes of getting some of that sweet sweet Adipex. I had taken Adipex back in 2010 and had lost a bit of weight. I was ready to try it again. I know you are probably saying……AHHHHH so THATS how Jamie lost the weight! No, not at all. I had forgotten to take my blood pressure medication. My blood pressure was too high to be prescribed Adipex. I remember at that visit getting checked in and getting on the scales. I weighed 521 pounds. That number jumped up off of those scales and slapped me in the face. I was flabbergasted. I honestly thought maybe Id weigh 400. I had no earthy idea I weighed 521. Once again, defeated I got in my car and roamed around that day. Stopping at Sonic AND Zaxby’s.
I came home and laid in my bed that night. I prayed for probably 2 hours talking to God. Asking him for his help and his guidance. I knew I could be more useful on this earth in a better physical state and I knew being a fat slob wasnt all that was planned for me. Finally late that night or early that morning God spoke to me, plain as day. He said “If you want me to help you, first you have to help yourself”. It was like a lightbulb came on over my head. Such a profound thought. If you want me to help you, first you have to help yourself. I finally went to sleep.
The next morning I woke up, and the rest has been history. Since that day I have lost 222.4 pounds. So many aspects of my life have changed. Pretty much everything has changed. Below is a quick glance of an outline of my diet.
- 800-1200 calories a day
- I eat all the fresh raw fruit and vegetables I want and do NOT include those
- Less than 20 fat grams per day.
- No fast food other than the following items (AM grilled Taco w/ bacon, Taco Salad from Taco Bell, Anything from the Fresh Fit menu at Subway, Wendys Chili and Taco Salad from Rax, Egg White Delight from McDonald’s)
- Drink at least 64 OZ of water per day.
I actually have found quite a few good snack foods that will satisfy you when you just want something to much on. I eat a lot of sugar free jello, sugar free fudgecicles, nonfat yogurt and baked lays.
I am currently at 298.6. When I first started this and I realized I wasnt going to have medical help doing so, my realistic goal in the back of my head was to just no longer be morbidly obese. The medical community defines that as anyone who has a BMI of 40 or greater. When I was sitting at 521 lbs my BMI was an astonishing 65.1. Ive recently crossed below that Morbidly Obese threshold and my BMI is currently 37.2. Now that I have saw success and I realize that it can be done with a little hard work and dedication, my goal is to no longer not only not be obese, but to not be overweight. Which at my height would be about 195-198 pounds. That would give me a BMI of just under 25. I Know that I will reach it. It might not be today and it might not be tomorrow. But someday soon, I will be normal weight for the first time since I was a toddler. God is good and faithful. He will help us. But just like he told me that night back in July, sometimes we have to help ourselves.
If you are struggling to start a diet or think that you can’t do it….please take this blog entry as a testament to what YOU can do. Because in all honesty, just like Ive said this entire time….If I can do this, anyone can. Peace and God Bless.