7 Months ago I was 208 pounds

So, as of Saturday it has been 7 months since I changed my relationship with food.

*I feel like a new me.
*My husband looks at me like we are newlyweds again. He says everyday how proud he is of how far I have come by just watching what I eat and eating enough of what I need.
*I have inspired a bunch of my friends to try a change.
*My daughters are changing their eating habits, slowly but surely.

Most importantly, I feel healthier and love what I eat. No fad dieting or pills. No weightloss surgeries even though, at one point, I thought that may be my only way out of the weight and pain. (Not that I have anything negative to say about those whose path includes surgery).

When I started the Ketogenic Diet I was in a size XL top and tight 16 jeans. I was 208 pounds. I was strong with muscle but weak when it came to sugar and carbs.

Today, 7 months later, I am 53.5 pounds lighter and 55″ smaller. I fit into a size small yoga pants comfortably this morning. I can wear a size Small/Med top and a size 7 in jeans. There were weeks when the scale didn’t move. Those weeks I lost inches, not pounds. There were weeks when nothing moved in numbers but my weekly progress pictures showed me the light.

I am on this journey, not for the weightloss, not for the looks I get from my husband… I am doing this because I want to be the best me I can be.

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Ketogenic Basics

Trying to realize a new reality

So, this morning I weighed myself. I am 50 pounds lighter today than I was October 21, 2015. I woke up in a full blown fibro flare this morning and fell UP the stairs on my way to the bathroom. I do not take meds for the fibro except for something to help me sleep. The morning was a bit of a roller coaster. I am not sure if it is from the flare or the yuck weather outside but I am really having a hard day dealing with things today. I hurt physically and emotionally I am a mess.

After the auto accident I was in in June of 2013 I saw a therapist for PTSD symptoms. I had to stop going because of having to drive so far to get to the appointments. Now, almost 3 years later, I am still unable to lift. My career path has changed so much as well as my ability to do many of the things that I had before. I didn’t realize how much this was effecting me until recently when I tried to get disability until I can work again and was immediately turned down. 2 spinal surgeries, lots of physical therapy of different types and spinal pain injections plus PTSD and fibromyalgia that, some days is debilitating… Took only a month to get the denial papers. I do not want to live off of a disability check but my kids need to eat and my husband should not have to worry so much about money.

I went to talk to a disability lawyer. As I was recounting some of what has changed in the last few years I welled up and cried like a baby. It was then that I realized that I need to be talking to someone. I have been short tempered with my family because I do not know what to do to start dealing with these abrupt changes that I had no control over. I started therapy last week. This is going to be a journey I am reluctant to take. I have to take it though so that I can be the mom and wife that I want to be.

I am not going to let this beat me. I will be a good mom and wife and I will not stay in bed all day. I will accomplish great things, even if they are not the things I had been aiming for when I received my associates degree in Special education 2 weeks before the accident. It could have been much worse. I have been given so much extra time to spend with my daughters. Searching for inner strength and utilizing the strength and support of those around me.

 

What a year it has been. #Ketoforlife

I can move mountains… of fat off my thighs, and waist, and chin, and biceps, and face, and rearend… 47.2 lbs gone, about 32.8 lbs to go!!

I felt so unhealthy and disgusted with myself a year ago. I was embarrassed to go swimming with my family, although I still did. The fibromialgia symptoms I had were horribly unbearable.

In October, I found out there was a good chance I would have to have a second c spine surgery since the first one done on 4/23/14 seemed to have failed. I knew I needed to work to be healthier for the recovery so it would not be as painful. The second surgery was very painful. It was February 22, 2016. The extra energy from this ketogenic way of eating, along with the strength and muscles that I gained have helped me through.

I start seeing a therapist Wednesday for the residual anger, depression and sadness that I have been trying to bury. Also for the PTSD I am apparently still dealing with. I just want to work and help provide for my family. I am so glad I am finally going to talk to someone about this who may be able to lead me in a better direction.

So, cheers to a great year. I hope the next year gives me back my ability to work…

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Skip the bathroom scale!!!

Skip the bathroom scale!!!

Huge results to post today after feeling like I haven’t been moving anywhere on this diet Journey for about a month.

 

I decided why not take a couple of photos to do some comparisons and maybe do a little measuring. The scale is my enemy. The bathroom scale that is because my kitchen scale is used more times than anything I think in my house other than my pots and pans on my toilet. I know TMI. And by the way I do not use my pots and pans for a toilet just in case any of you were wondering.

 

So anyhoo even though I said I wasn’t going to weigh myself until I was at least a month post-op… I have been wearing myself like a freaking fiend trying to wear off another pound trying to lose another few ounces to get to a different weight goal. What a waste of time. Yes I did lose 5 pounds. I am currently at about 42 pounds lost but I knew that because I lost those 5 pounds before my surgery and haven’t lost anything since.

 

So this morning I had all kinds of extra time because my lovely children look up when they were supposed to. Their alarms went off and they jumped out of bed… Okay let’s get realistic one of them jumped out of bed and the other one kind of moved at a sloth’s pace from her bed to the floor and finally made it to the bathroom to brush your teeth and her normal bathroom stuff. Regardless though kids were downstairs lost dressed teeth brushed hair brushed ready to go out the door lunch bags in hand and a wonderfully hot breakfast in tummy half an hour early.

 

So as you can imagine at this point I am feeling pretty stinkin good about my mothering skills being 23 days post cervical spine surgery and still having amazing kids and an amazing husband getting everything done. Also side note Staples got removed yesterday and incision is looking pretty good. And yesterday I had some Huge results to post today after feeling like I haven’t been moving anywhere on this diet Journey for about a month.

 

 

I decided why not take a couple of photos to do some comparisons and maybe do a little measuring. The scale is my enemy. The bathroom scale that is because my kitchen scale is used more times than anything I think in my house other than my pots and pans on my toilet. I know TMI. And by the way I do not use my pots and pans for a toilet just in case any of you were wondering.

 

 

So anyhoo even though I said I wasn’t going to leave myself until I was at least a month post-op… I have been wearing myself like a freaking fiend trying to wear off another pound trying to lose another few ounces to get to a different weight goal. What a waste of time. Yes I did lose 5 pounds. I am currently at about 42 pounds lost but I knew that because I lost those 5 pounds before my surgery and haven’t lost anything since.

 

 

So this morning I had all kinds of extra time because my lovely children look up when they were supposed to. Their alarms went off and they jumped out of bed… Okay let’s get realistic one of them jumped out of bed and the other one kind of moved at a sloth’s pace from her bed to the floor and finally made it to the bathroom to brush your teeth and her normal bathroom stuff. Regardless though kids were downstairs lost dressed teeth brushed hair brushed ready to go out the door lunch bags in hand and a wonderfully hot breakfast in tummy half an hour early.

 

 

So as you can imagine at this point I am feeling pretty stinkin good about my mothering skills being 23 days post cervical spine surgery and still having amazing kids and an amazing husband getting everything done. Also on Monday I got my staples taken out and in about two months I can start physical therapy. So yay exclamation point… really seriously! The speech to text thing is really making me sound like I’m a lunatic. That can’t be accurate.

 

Anywho, As I was saying before I so rudely interrupted myself, yesterday I also got to sneak out and go visit my sister for a little bit and also got a visit from a very good friend that I haven’t seen for a little while so it’s been a pretty darn good week so far.

 

 

So here’s the exciting part. In all actuality the children getting ready was not the exciting part because they generally do most of what I ask when I ask him to including all of their laundry. 9 years old doing laundry awesomeness right? Granted sometimes they need some gentle measuring coaxing or shoving in the direction of getting things totally accomplished but again 9 years old need I say more?

 

 

Okay so measurements done and… Drum roll please. Wait a second

 

double check

 

triple check

 

 

quadruple check

 

recalculate please

 

This can’t be right. The only thing that I’ve been able to do since my surgery or squats and leglifts which I have been doing daily sense about a week and a half ago but that’s it.

 

Here it is…

 

 

Since February 13th 2015 scratch that 2016 because I’m apparently out of your behind in my head, I have lost an additional five and three quarter inches. That brings my total lost to 47 pounds, But like I said the scale is not my friend so I don’t care about the scale because the inches don’t lie. I am currently at 46 & 1 quarter inches lost. That’s huge. Pet store near four feet. So almost four feet of fat gone forever. Exclamation point no seriously I actually wanted an! You have to excuse me because a lot of this is being done speech to text and sometimes my speech-to-text sides that it wants to change my words around. I think it’s a little demonic but I’m not a hundred percent sure.

 

 

Anyhoo that’s my awesomeness for the day. Pictures coming in a few minutes. I wish all of you lovely people a fabulous March 16th 2016.

Please accept my apologies for any craziness that my speech-to-text has made things out to be. I assure you I am not drinking or under the influence of anything.

 

Oh by the way… I also included an awesome meal that I made last night for dinner. Macros are for 1 serving. Recipe makes 4 servings. Use chicken breast for lower fat.PhotoGrid_1458134883666PhotoGrid_1458134242740PhotoGrid_1458133435156PhotoGrid_1458083395701

I miss my independence and my life before 6/7/2013

God I hope that the surgery I just had helps. I am not looking for 100% fix because I know that will never happen.

1005 days since the accident and although I have had days where the pain was less or I hid it extra well it is so hard to deal with this every day and now so amplified with the surgical pain. I know it seems like I am just whining but I’m just trying to get some to understand. Every second, minute, hour, day, week, month and for over 2 and a half years it has been constant and exhausting.

 

86,832,000 seconds

1,447,200 minutes

24,120 hours

1005 days

143 weeks and 4 days

2 years, 9 months, 1 day

 

Tired of crying from pain. Tired of being a burden. Tired of trying to get people to comprehend and understand. It got so overwhelming to know that I was once able to lift a person of 180 pounds without even breaking a sweat. My job had meaning and I loved it. I can never go back to it because I’ll never be able to do the amount of lifting needed with care for the individuals that I was. Currently I can’t even do enough to take care of myself or my family and it just sucks what you’re used to doing things for others and then you’re the one that needs the help.

 

Sorry for the crappy and cranky sounding post. Thank God the they are not all this way.

Thank God for my husband and children, my mom who has been so helpful, my in laws who have done so much and the others who offered their help.