Thursday, July 12, 2012
I am doing great; that is what I want to think. I was military. I had a great body. I was very proud because I'm from PR and the American’s girls were asking me what I was doing to maintain my body. Then, time passed and I had to go to the war. Before the war I had a car accident with broken ribs, a collapsed lung, etc. Anyway they send me to the war (91). I started to feel the symptoms of the accident. The drs. started to put me steroids beside my ribs. Didn't help my conditions; but I started to gain weight. My company had sent me back before the time because the dr told them that I wasn't supposed to be there and I returned to Colorado where my husband was. (He is military). In Colorado a dr punched my lung again. The dr. put me more steroids. "When the “steroids exploded in my body";
I started to gain weight
and the weight began to rise
and the "wonderful” body went down.
I fell into a strong depression because I had so many pounds in my body and the weight wasn’t from food, I felt a lot of pain in my body and I couldn’t walk as before because I had some weakness body conditions. If I have been eating and gaining weight from the food I deserved it to be overweight. I was sad about gaining a lot of weights without eating enough for that. I got in my body 200 pounds. Then, I was overweight, depressed, with a schizophrenic and bipolar child, a daughter of four years and my husband. They did not understand me. Wow ... All at once. I was lonely. My husband declined military orders to go to Alaska because the cold left me useless. He signed with the National Guard and we returned to Puerto Rico. Here the weight continued to increasing up to 237 pounds. The right hand had contracture. The right foot began to lose strength. The weight was too much for my body and my feet. I was ashamed because I couldn’t walk because I didn’t have the strength in my feet. I would like to blame the weight but I knew the weight was not guilty; were my medical conditions. I got wheel chair and I felt that was a burden, still young and my children and my husband had to carry the burden. Followed from the time and I got a scootter to move more easily because the wheel chair had to be at the mercy of whoever wished to take. Well too many words, I became a member of SparkPeople and recipes to the letter, not eating between meals and be strict with myself helped me down. Lugo desarre the ALS condition and now I can not eat solid foods. I can eat mashed and lately I'm choking up with my pills and sent me to feed plus Ensure. I do not complain because maybe if I look for the next meeting someone worse than me. GOD bless you all and that does not happen. Now I live from moment to moment and so I enjoy it. Recess but for now give me plus Ensure to gain weight. So life is an irony. Both want to cut and now we have to increase them again.
A quote about irony:
Certainly, it seems true enough that there's a good deal of irony in the world... I mean, if you live in a world full of politicians and advertising, there's obviously a lot of deception.