Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Or really, scared healthy. Scared skinny somehow sounded better for a title... I talked to a surgeon today, he's expecting I'll need a bowel resection due to recurrent diverticulitis...The fat on my abdomen is my biggest health risk. More for the surgeons to cut through, more stress on every body system, contributed to the diverticulitis to start with. Fat is my biggest health risk all the way around, literally. I'm wearing an intertube of fat, fat crowds my organs, infiltrates my liver, clogs my veins, makes my heart work harder, my lungs work harder, my ankles struggle, my knees hurt, fat grows skin tags between the rolls, fat stinks, literally. I have a hundred reasons how I got here, I have one to let it go, I want to live and fat may kill me. I passed up the cookie and potatoe chips at dinner. I'm scared.