In January of 2008, I was close to the “ideal healthy weight” for my height, and had been maintaining said weight for about 5 months.
Six weeks later, though I had made no changes to my diet or exercise, I had gained 16 pounds. That’s right, SIXTEEN pounds in SIX weeks. Along with that, I started to feel cold all the time, was constantly tired and couldn’t focus, and felt like I was going to be sick to my stomach six or seven times a day, among other symptoms. Clearly, something was up.
So imagine my shock and disappointment when the first four doctors I went to told me that
a) I must not be eating right or working out enough, so that’s why I gained weight (even though I hadn’t changed my diet or exercise) and
b) the rest of the symptoms were “all in my head.”
Um, excuse me? No. I wasn’t going to sit there and let them tell me that I was making all of this up. Most of them wouldn’t even agree to do a blood test for my thyroid. I came home from each doctor’s appointment more and more angry and upset.
Finally, I found a doctor in Madison who not only listened to what I had to say, but worked on figuring out what was wrong. After a few tests, she determined that I had hypothyroidism.
Six months later, I was nearly back to my January 2008 weight, had more energy and stopped feeling so sick all the time.
Sad to say, after what happened back then, I’ve been wary about looking for a new doctor here in Ithaca, afraid of going through the same process again.
Fastforward to now.
I don’t usually talk about weight on my blog. It just isn’t the focus of Savvy Eats.
But here’s a confession: I’ve gained nearly 30 pounds since November.
I’ve been cutting back on my food intake, upping my fruit, vegetable, water and unsweetened tea servings, and trying to be more active. And you know those decadent dessert recipes I occasionally post?
When I made clementine pound cake, I had 2 slices over the course of 5 days, and gave Dan the rest. When I made super fudgy brownies, Dan and I each had a few, and I shipped the rest out to family and friends. Sometimes Dan takes treats in to work. I’ve really been making an effort in the past few months to just enjoy small portions of the desserts I make.
Know how much weight I’ve lost? 0 pounds. Not even a half a pound. In 3 months of trying to lose weight. Along with that, I’ve been feeling more and more tired, my head has been feeling “fuzzy” again, and my headaches have been coming back. Just like what happened 3 years ago.
So yesterday, I went to the doctor.
When I told her about the weight gain and my other symptoms she immediately said, “whoa. Something is clearly going on here. Let’s start with a thyroid test to make sure your levels are on track, and go from there.”
I nearly cried tears of joy. She LISTENED. She wants to do something to help me. And she was the very first doctor I tried!
Granted, she is also retiring shortly. But the appointment I had yesterday left me feeling a little more confident about finding a new doctor. And that’s something, right?
What little things have made your week better? Have you ever had an experience like this?