Six weeks ago I found out I’m diabetic. My blood glucose level was high, my A1C was high. I was having headaches regularly, which I attributed to stress, to tension, to poor posture… to a lot of things. I knew I was overweight, but didn’t have a lot of motivation to do anything about it, other than trying to walk more regularly.
I was put on a calorie-deficit diet and given a prescription for Metformin, which I have to take every day now. It was not exactly the news I wanted, especially he diet, but I took it in stride, and have been following it as best I can. Some days are easier than others; in fact, days when I’m home like today are harder than when I have to work.
It hasn’t been easy. I want things, like chocolate, and regular soda, and bread and pasta and potatoes. Instead, I eat a lot of fresh fruits and vegetables. I eat lean meats and fish instead of steak and fried chicken. I have pita chips in limited quantities instead of half a bag of chips. On the whole, it’s a very healthy change; it’s just a frustrating one.
But it’s working.
In the last six weeks, I have lost 17 pounds. My headaches have all but vanished, although I have a bit of one today. I have been getting a bit more sugar though in the last couple of days, and that could be it. Seventeen pounds in twice that many days. It’s a rather quick rate of loss, I fear, and I am certain that it will slow down soon enough. As I lose weight, my body needs less calories to function. I’m now almost at 185, and so the 1200-ish calories I am allowed each day is closer to the suggested calorie range for maintenance than it was at 205. Even so, I’m losing a lot faster than the doctor said he thought I would. he said he expected it’d take me a year to a year and a half to get to my goal. If my rate slows a bit, I’ll still get to my goal probably by the new year.
I feel better. My clothes fit better. In fact, I already fit into a size smaller than I did a month ago. I am not constantly taking medicine to block the pain of headaches. I have more energy. This is a very good thing, though it’s not always an easy one. People at work try to be encouraging, but then offer me muffins and cookies and cupcakes. There is nothing to drink at work. They bring in pizza. They bring in burgers, and french fries. It’s frustrating.
But I like the results I’m seeing. I like being thinner, and healthier. I like not having three to four headaches a week. A little part of me likes proving that I can do this, too. That I am in control of my health, that I’m not at the mercy of my environment and my bad habits.