To date, I'm down 26.6 pounds. It's taken a long time to get here. It's taken a lot of ups and downs, trial and errors, tears and sweat. But I got here.
I contemplated gastric bypass surgery. I met with a slew of nurses and counselors and nutritionists. I spent many hours weighing the pros against the cons. Ultimately, I decided it wasn't for me. I knew there had to be another option.
After a chance meeting with a nutrition counselor at a seminar at work, that other option finally presented itself to me. Under the supervision of a doctor and a nutritionist, I successfully completed a seven day detox. It was hard, but it was empowering. I felt amazing when it was over.
The next phase was cutting out gluten and most grains. It turns out that this was exactly what my body needed. The pounds are still steadily coming off and I feel great. Once more, my hope is renewed.
My journey thus far has taught me how to let go, stay strong, and never give up. I never thought I'd be able to say I had lost 26.6 pounds. Now I can.
The journey isn't over yet. Far from it. But I'm excited to continue.
