True Story© The Roller Coaster

My life is a weird set of ups and downs… For the sake of that sentence, by “my life,” I mean “my weight.” I seem to be on this odd cycle where I will decide to get to it and lose several pounds, then something catastrophic will happen and I stop even bothering for a couple of years and gain the whole 50 back. My last “gain” phase almost took me to the upper room. Apparently putting on this time sent my blood pressure to a level that my then-current medication regimen wasn’t on board with and, then a bout of bronchitis made it all worst and next thing you know I am speaking to a cardiologist trying to convince me to spend a weekend in the hospital due to congestive heart failure. I was 306 pounds that morning, 35ish more than expected walking in and a full 55 more than my “norm.” I was mobile enough to get to and from my car, care for my kid and not miss a minute of work, so the man couldn’t FORCE me to the ER. He did change up my meds aggressively to get ...