I’m sitting in a hotel in Idaho Falls watching my daughter swim as I type this. We came up for President’s Day weekend to see family. I’ve just been sitting here in the chlorine infested humidity pondering how fast the year has gone. It’s already February. Next month will mark a full year that I have been without sugar. I’m sorry I haven’t been more diligent about writing in this blog. It’s been a crazy year! My son Matthew left for his mission to Mexico a few months ago, and when I have a minute to sit at the computer, I generally find myself writing to him. He’s past the tough part now though so perhaps I can ease up a little.
This no sugar adventure has been interesting. I have to say I feel like a new person! I don’t get the mood swings that I used to. I don’t get depressed. I hardly ever feel bloated. The question is, have I lost any weight??? Well, that’s a little complicated to answer, and I’ll tell you why. About 6 months ago, I asked my doctor (Randy Lundell) about bioidentical hormones. I was sugar-free and definitely felt better than before, but I felt like I was still not 100%. I really hadn’t lost any weight, but even more annoying was I felt pre-menstrual about 2 weeks out of the month. I think going off the sugar gave me a taste of what things could be, but I wanted that ALL the time. So my doctor did some blood work and started me on a bio-identical hormone regimen. It took 2 or 3 months, but I started to feel really great. I would say on a scale of 1-10, whereas I was a 2 before I quit sugar, and a 6 after, I suddenly became a 9 or 10! (I won’t give specifics about which hormones I was on because it’s truly tailor made for each individual, but I do know the thyroid adjustments are wonderful.) Anyway, after about 4 months on the hormones, I went in for my checkup. Dr. Lundell said he was surprised I hadn’t lost any weight since I don’t eat sugar, and my hormones were finally level. This was in November. I was about 157 pounds. He said I needed to lose about 20 pounds since I’m only 5”4’ and my cholesterol was 256 (yikes!). He said he wanted to put me on Phentermine for 2 months. It’s the “safe” half of the infamous fen/phen diet. I told him I was wary of Phentermine as I had been on it a couple of times before and always gained the weight back, plus more. I also remembered it making me very grouchy. He told me that it might be different for me this time since my hormones were normal now. I said, “Okay. I’ll take it, and I’ll enjoy the 2 months that I’m skinny!” Sure enough the phentermine didn’t make me grouchy at all this time. I quickly lost 20 pounds and went off of it in January. I’m currently 135 pounds and haven’t gained any back yet. I can’t say that mentally I feel a lot better cause honestly I felt fine before. But it is nice to be able to button up my pants a little easier, and I do feel a little more confident standing up in front of a Zumba class.
One question that I get asked a lot is, do I miss sugar? Well, while I was on the phentermine I didn’t. That stuff rocks. It took away any desire to eat at all… at least until it started to wear off. But by then I had lost the weight and was ready to see if I could do it on my own. I was a little worried that I might be too weak to stand on my own, and remembering everything that I learned from my 12-step meetings, I’m the first to admit that I AM too weak! But so far, so good. I do have to give credit where credit is due. I pray A LOT! I did feel guilty about taking the phentermine. I mean I preach ad nauseum that weight doesn’t matter, that it’s all about how we feel. I do still feel a little like a hypocrit. But I decided that I needed to follow doctor’s orders, and maybe it WAS an answer to prayer. I don’t know. I have yet to figure it out. And to answer the question, I do miss it sometimes. It’s a lot easier than it was at first. My friends used to give me a hard time about not drinking, but I would always say I can’t miss what I never had. Sugar is a different story. I do know what I’m missing; the ice cream, the Milk Duds, the Pop Tarts. But more important is what I’m NOT missing; the depression, the self-hate, the sore joints. Seems like a no brainer to me. So I’ll keep praying, and I’ll keep plugging along. Meanwhile, here’s to another great year!