Then I stroked. October 25, 2011.
I spent the next two months in a hospital bed and had no need of a coat that whole time. My arm was incapable of managing a coat sleeve even if I had wanted to wear one.
Unintentionally, I lost another 15 or 20 pounds over my hospital stay. I looked sickly thin. Brain injury rewiring alone is estimated to demand about 5,000 calories a day. Add a feeding tube, liquid only diet, then soft food and thickened liquids (ICK!) diet, and weight loss is not surprising!
Like a yo-yo with many more up swings than drops, I have done war with the scales ever since. According to an old post I found on this blog, I seems I have one been within 10 pounds of getting back to my goal weight at one point. It also seems I have pushed toward the 200 pound mark more than once.
By September of 2015 I posted a very painful and bloated picture where my stomach was distended and actually looked pregnant. I guess that's what a combination of Endometriosis, repeat ovarian cysts, chronic appendicitis, and sluggish (still partially paralyzed) intestines will do to a person.
On September 11, 2015, I had a total hysterectomy, an appendectomy, an Endometriosis clean up, and I totally stopped eating wheat. Yes, I've tried the low/no sugar things before, I've cut back on or cut out all grain, I've tried dairy elimination, with some positives, but never with the absolute resolve of this lifestyle change.
I'm down 20 pounds since September. I'm still totally wheat free and my intestines are working so much better, I've even been able to stop taking stool softeners that were expected to be a constant for the rest of my post-stroke life. I've only had 2 migraines, both times when I slipped up and ingested some wheat. I had also started taking an antiviral medication for Chronic Fatigue Syndrome last year. (It had been a different CFS treatment that had allowed me to drop those original pre-stoke 40 pounds, as my body refused to release pounds without the CSF being managed.)
Drum roll. My jacket FIT for the conference! (And yes, it even comfortably zipped up, though you don't see it in these pictures.) First time I have been able to wear it since the strokes.
I grabbed the jacket out of the closet last minute before my trip and tried it on expecting it not to work. It shocked and delighted me when it was both comfortable and gained my 13-year-old fashionista's nod of approval! I still have another 20 pounds to go until I hit my goal weight again, but I guess the "flat tummy" claims of no-wheat proponents, along with the whole muscle-weighs-more-than-fat idea of my continued body toning through ongoing physical therapy (water aerobics), I am about the SIZE I was before my strokes again now!