Marguerite
Active Member
I've been on these diet pills and strict diet for five months now. One more month to go and then I see the gastroenterologist again.
Before we went away for a week, husband & I saw our pain specialist. I told him about my increase in pain and he ordered more blood tests, throwing in fasting glucose and liver function as well.
Today I saw my GP and got results. Liver is better than it was, but still fairly bad. Bilirubin is up but still normal. Cholesterol and triglycerides are great (some good news) and everything else is normal or close to it. Glucose is normal.
GP ordered more blood tests. She checked reflexes (OK) and pin-prick sensitivity (not OK - some loss of sensation with tingling in fingers). She also checked blood pressure - it's been going up, which would mean I have to stop the diet pills.
The gastroenterologist apparently told my GP to increase my diet pill dosage if my weight plateaued. Well, it has now plateaued. But since I see the gastro bloke next month, she wants to wait to see what he wants to do (and also watch my blood pressure).
Pain is definitely up. Arms, legs, shoulders. And while we were away and using different accommodation with different furniture I discovered just how dependent I am on my own bed (a soft-sided waterbed, because of the long-term problems of pressure pain) and the way I do things, including sit. With the weight I've lost I now had much less padding, and pressure really hurts. My rear end can hurt a lot at some angles because when difficult child 3 was born my pelvis got remodelled and my tailbone is probably out of place. It feels like I'm sitting on a small block of wood.
I hate to whinge, but sometimes (like today) it can get all a bit too much. I took extra pain killers (I have the pain specialist's permission to do this when needed as long as I report it at the next appointment).
On the one hand I'd really like to lose more weight, but to do this I will need a bigger dose of diet pills. This could be a problem with blood pressure. On the other hand, I'm losing my padding and finding things in general more painful. I do look a lot better although my double chin has now morphed into a turkey neck.
I'm also struggling with needing to find more clothes that fit. I have only two pairs of underpants that fit. Two bras (because I bought them before we went away). I bought a couple of jumpers at op-shops while away as well as a new bathrobe (op-shop again) for difficult child 3, but he won't wear it and it fits me, so I've been happily wearing it.
easy child now is bigger than I am. She lent me a pair of jeans, just a bit too tight for her but really lovely, embroidered with lots of butterfly bling which I love. They're a great shape, too. So with the other pair of rough jeans I bought to work in, I'm doing OK in the jeans department. At least that is good.
mother in law keeps nagging me about my diet and how extreme she feels it is. The thing is, it's the lesser of two evils when you consider how bad my health was to warrant this. It's difficult to keep dieting when she tries to undermine me.
This evening while shopping we were in the freezer aisle when a couple of young women opened up a freezer cabinet wide so they could unload multiple packets. It was already a cold night and these girls didn't seem to mind; they giggled about all the cold air they were spilling in an already cold store, but mother in law & I both commented to each other that we felt our pain levels ratchetting up a few more notches, just from the drop in temperature.
I might be looking better, looking younger, wearing my daughter's "hand-me-ups" but crikey, I feel old!
Marg
Before we went away for a week, husband & I saw our pain specialist. I told him about my increase in pain and he ordered more blood tests, throwing in fasting glucose and liver function as well.
Today I saw my GP and got results. Liver is better than it was, but still fairly bad. Bilirubin is up but still normal. Cholesterol and triglycerides are great (some good news) and everything else is normal or close to it. Glucose is normal.
GP ordered more blood tests. She checked reflexes (OK) and pin-prick sensitivity (not OK - some loss of sensation with tingling in fingers). She also checked blood pressure - it's been going up, which would mean I have to stop the diet pills.
The gastroenterologist apparently told my GP to increase my diet pill dosage if my weight plateaued. Well, it has now plateaued. But since I see the gastro bloke next month, she wants to wait to see what he wants to do (and also watch my blood pressure).
Pain is definitely up. Arms, legs, shoulders. And while we were away and using different accommodation with different furniture I discovered just how dependent I am on my own bed (a soft-sided waterbed, because of the long-term problems of pressure pain) and the way I do things, including sit. With the weight I've lost I now had much less padding, and pressure really hurts. My rear end can hurt a lot at some angles because when difficult child 3 was born my pelvis got remodelled and my tailbone is probably out of place. It feels like I'm sitting on a small block of wood.
I hate to whinge, but sometimes (like today) it can get all a bit too much. I took extra pain killers (I have the pain specialist's permission to do this when needed as long as I report it at the next appointment).
On the one hand I'd really like to lose more weight, but to do this I will need a bigger dose of diet pills. This could be a problem with blood pressure. On the other hand, I'm losing my padding and finding things in general more painful. I do look a lot better although my double chin has now morphed into a turkey neck.
I'm also struggling with needing to find more clothes that fit. I have only two pairs of underpants that fit. Two bras (because I bought them before we went away). I bought a couple of jumpers at op-shops while away as well as a new bathrobe (op-shop again) for difficult child 3, but he won't wear it and it fits me, so I've been happily wearing it.
easy child now is bigger than I am. She lent me a pair of jeans, just a bit too tight for her but really lovely, embroidered with lots of butterfly bling which I love. They're a great shape, too. So with the other pair of rough jeans I bought to work in, I'm doing OK in the jeans department. At least that is good.
mother in law keeps nagging me about my diet and how extreme she feels it is. The thing is, it's the lesser of two evils when you consider how bad my health was to warrant this. It's difficult to keep dieting when she tries to undermine me.
This evening while shopping we were in the freezer aisle when a couple of young women opened up a freezer cabinet wide so they could unload multiple packets. It was already a cold night and these girls didn't seem to mind; they giggled about all the cold air they were spilling in an already cold store, but mother in law & I both commented to each other that we felt our pain levels ratchetting up a few more notches, just from the drop in temperature.
I might be looking better, looking younger, wearing my daughter's "hand-me-ups" but crikey, I feel old!
Marg