I’m a nurse with a passion for traditional and alternative medicine. My love also extends to living healthy, photography, reading, and being quirky.
I’ve struggled with weight for most of my life, having been called “chubby” or “fatty” for that last 10 years, counting on which part of my family or friends I was with. As an only child my parents didn’t say no to me a lot, especially since I suffered from bad asthma and extreme allergies. I always felt sick or was sick. So when I asked for Mcdonalds almost everyday, I got McDonalds everyday. My parents didn’t say much because it got me to eat and I was still skinny at that point since I spent every moment playing with my friends outside. The effects of all the bad food didn’t show up until I turned 15 when I was no longer as active as I use to be.
The freshmen 15 turned into the freshmen 35 easily for me. I turned overweight, my hair started falling out, and I became withdrawn and depressed. I tried to lose the weight all throughout high school but it was battle with its ups and downs. I finally started to turn my life around during my sophomore year of college when I moved out and had control of my own diet. I was still making McDonald runs but they were becoming less frequent and subway was added in more to my diet.
It was finally during my first year of nursing school that I made a lifestyle change. How could I not follow what I was learning, I was being taught everyday that being overweight was a predisposition for so many illnesses. Knowing that my family had a history of diabetes, heart disease, breast cancer, and asthma all ready to be passed along to me. That knowledge and finally being sick of not being happy with my self led to small changes in my life that made big differences.
My first year of nursing school I was down to 145 pounds, I was cutting out bad foods, learning to read food labels, and cooking for myself. I also finally utilized the school gym for the first time regularly. My senior year I was the smallest I had been since I was in middle school, I was finally healthy. It helped that I now had a regular schedule, I had my own kitchen, roommates that were interested in being healthy, and for the first time in a long time I was happy with myself. The biggest eye opener for my family and me was the fact that my overall health was better. I wasn’t sick everyday, I couldn’t remember that last time I used my inhaler, and for the first time ever I had perfect attendance.
My biggest battle came into my life two months ago when I was diagnosed with PCOS. After years of not knowing why my hair was falling out, why despite exercising regularly now I still had a hard time with stomach fat, and heavy periods. When I learned about PCOS I insisted to my doctor that she test me but she was wary because I didn’t really display “strong” enough symptoms. Turns out I was right.
I’m thankful to know whats wrong because this is just another challenge to overcome and I know now what I’m battling against. Follow my journey in getting healthy, fighting PCOS, and taking a few shots of green.