Friday, May 04, 2012
Yesterday I went to the doctor office with my daughter. Of course, they had her get on the scale and it read 291 pounds. My heart sank like a ton of bricks to see that my young adult weighs more than I do. I immediately felt like the worst parent in the world. The silent tearing began to flow. I just wanted to crawl into a shell and be put away I'm hurting so, bad. It's like a time travel and I'm going to see her struggle with weight like I've been doing all my life. I'm always talking to her about healthy choices and exercising, having her checking out some of my amazing sparkfriends transformations in hope that it will inspire her, but as much as I want to drag her out to workout with me. I can't make her do it. Not only that she is foots steps away from diabetes and high cholesterol problems. The physician was very nice and inform her of all the risk factors and prevention. Her also, told her about a new problem that the office is having to help kids and young adolescence's with obesity. I truly hope that she takes advantage of this opportunity. The doctor told me not to preach anymore about her weight, because she has to be the one to decide to make that change. Boy, do I know this all to well, because you can hear about until someone is blue in the face, but it not going to happen until you are truly ready to make that change. I just pray that she decides sooner than later. I will be attending a health conference next week and I will be sharing the information with her and, I will continue to hold her tightly and tell her I love her several times a day. I just wish I had adapted healthy habits when she was younger, so she wouldn't have the same problem.