My body, which used to be slim and small, started getting bigger almost overnight. I couldn't just eat whatever I wanted, unless I wanted to carry that weight around with me for the rest of my life.
I used to burn off everything without thinking, but now it seemed like my body couldn't keep up.
My metabolism was not running as well as it used to.
My health was getting worse, and I could feel it. During the day, I felt so tired. And was falling asleep early in the evening in front of the TV.
I'm not like that!
So, I would go to bed earlier at night in the hopes that it would give me more energy the next day.
But it didn't work. Some nights I'd sleep for TEN HOURS, but I'd still be tired the next day.
I could tell it was bad. But even then I didn't realise just how BAD it had gotten.
I ran into a high school friend of my daughter once. But at first, she didn't know who I was. I had to introduce myself to her. Then, she said something hurtful before she could stop herself.
"Whoa, Mrs. I didn't recognise you. Back then, you were so much smaller."
That WAS BAD. Hit me right in the heart.
I've never had a scale of my own. I've never needed it because I've always been fit. I knew I had to find out where I was, though. So I went out and bought one for the first time.
I took it home, put the battery in (it was one of those fancy digital ones), and stepped on.
I just couldn't believe what I saw! 209!
Wow, I was hit hard by that moment.
I went into the bathroom and made myself look in the mirror for a long time.
And I mean REALLY look.
Then I knew that I had to do something different. I was tired, bloated, and sticking out everywhere. I messed up.
The rest of the day, I kept thinking about what happened. I began to think about how it was hurting not only me but also my daughter. You see, I had been only thinking about myself for a long time. What about my girl, though? Was I going to help her at all?
As I was getting ready for bed that night, I made a choice.
I tried everything that came to mind.
I tried to walk, but that didn't work either. And it took so much time for no real reason.
I changed what I ate. A lot of times.
I tried juice fasts, detoxes, removal plans.
I went meatless for a while, if you can believe it. And then moved to a high-protein plan that only included meat. I had also tried Keto, Paleo, and all the other diet trends.
NOTHING WAS WORKING!
I looked into old home cures I had read about on the internet.
Strange things I'd mix up in the kitchen.
Pickle juice, lime juice, cider vinegar, lemons. And one that even used soda!
Have you heard the old wives' tale that putting an onion next to your bed will give you more energy? Yes, I also tried that.
I finally decided that I needed to see a doctor to find out what was wrong. Maybe I had more going wrong with me than I thought.
When I first heard about this old Mediterranean ritual, I could have been sceptical.
I'm so glad now that I wasn't.
I absolutely love who I've become. I feel like the "REAL ME" has come back. She was gone for such a long time.
I am confident that my health is getting better and that I will be around for my daughter. And one day... be able to chase after my grandkids.
I started getting a lot of questions from my friends and family, and I got tired of having the same talk over and over again.
So I just give them a link to the same information I was given.
I have no power over this movie.
There was talk that it might be taken down because a big pharmaceutical business is trying to keep this method from being shared. To protect their huge gains and salaries, of course.
But the last time I checked, it was still there... Check it out for yourselves.
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