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| Hanging out in the bathroom instead of with me. |
When I turned thirty, I started gaining weight and getting wrinkles. In addition to those ailments, I developed strong feelings of fatigue and anxiety, as well as other TMI for the internet issues. I knew something was wrong, but didn't make it a priority to find out.
It was not until I was approaching 32 that I began getting answers to these medical questions. I was shopping in Dillards when I was suddenly awakened by the sweetest sales associate named Alexis. I cannot remember what she looked like, but I will always be thankful for her for helping save my life. My life was not really in danger, but she sat with me and kept me calm until the EMTs and my husband arrived. I had passed out in the middle of the junior's department-- maybe a sign I should start shopping upstairs, but I'm not that financially blessed!
When I got to the ER, they rushed me back. VIP treatment for sure-- then I stepped on the scale. I don't normally look at the number and always tell the person weighing me not to say it out loud, but for some reason on this day, I decided to look. I'd spent the summer running and exercising at the gym, so why not? The scale read 140. 140. I wanted to pass out again. That is a HUGE number for someone of my stature. I am only 5'3 and have a smallish (okay, medium-ish) frame, so those numbers mean I'm overweight. One more ailment to add to my list. 🙄 I pushed through the IV, blood tests, CAT scans, etc. with ease, but just couldn't stop thinking about my weight. I expressed concern to the nurse practitioner. In less than a year, I'd gained 20 lbs. Nothing had changed-- there was NO reason to gain that much weigh. She suggested I have my thyroid checked. After my blood pressure decrease and my lab results were ready, it was determined I passed out because my blood sugar was 58. They fed my 140 lb self graham crackers with peanut butter and made me drink a regular Coke.
Alright, this is lots of information for my first post. I'll continue with the rest later.
When I got to the ER, they rushed me back. VIP treatment for sure-- then I stepped on the scale. I don't normally look at the number and always tell the person weighing me not to say it out loud, but for some reason on this day, I decided to look. I'd spent the summer running and exercising at the gym, so why not? The scale read 140. 140. I wanted to pass out again. That is a HUGE number for someone of my stature. I am only 5'3 and have a smallish (okay, medium-ish) frame, so those numbers mean I'm overweight. One more ailment to add to my list. 🙄 I pushed through the IV, blood tests, CAT scans, etc. with ease, but just couldn't stop thinking about my weight. I expressed concern to the nurse practitioner. In less than a year, I'd gained 20 lbs. Nothing had changed-- there was NO reason to gain that much weigh. She suggested I have my thyroid checked. After my blood pressure decrease and my lab results were ready, it was determined I passed out because my blood sugar was 58. They fed my 140 lb self graham crackers with peanut butter and made me drink a regular Coke.
Alright, this is lots of information for my first post. I'll continue with the rest later.
