Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Underweight and Me

About three months ago I went to the doctor for a routine check up. I really don't know the true reason why I went. I got some birth control out of the deal, but the main reason is forgotten. Any ways, I made mention of my weight to the doctor. I knew, just by looking at myself, that I was under weight. Oh wait I remember now, I had an ear infection! Any ways, I was concerned about my weight.

Ever since having Donnie, I lost weight like there was no tomorrow. In two weeks I dropped my baby weight. At first, I wasn't concerned about it. Hell, I was excited about it. How many women do you know that can drop that much weight in that little bit of time? Well, I didn't stop loosing weight.

And there about half way through, I got tired of eating. I was forcing myself to eat so much to try and keep my weight, that I got disgusted with eating. And it's not only that, but I also lost my appetite. I still don't know how that happened. It might be from me getting sick of eating so much. I don't know.

My sister clued me in on me being skin and bones. Then one of my friends came over and remarked about how sickly thin I looked. So naturally I brought it up with the doctor. I found out I lost fourteen pounds in six months. I went from 108 to a low 94 with jeans on.

My husband got tired of me asking him all the time if I looked like I was loosing or gaining weight. I got infatuated, and worried, about how thin I looked. He went out and bought me a scale to see how much weight I lost or gained. When I first got on it, I was disappointed. I took of my jeans and shirt, got on the scale, and I was only 95 pounds and some ounces. The next day, I got on the scale with my jeans on, not thinking about it, and it read that I was 97 pounds.

This heartened me a little bit. If I weigh 97 pounds with my jeans on, and 95 without them, then I was at least 92 to 91 pounds when they weighed me. Probably 90 pounds because I had my shoes on too. So it looks like I am on the gaining end of my weight. Which is a good thing!

My secret? I didn't want to try and gorge myself on food like I did before. So I now eat small meals four times a day. I mean small like a bowl of cereal for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch, some fruit in the in between meal if I have any, and my regular intake at dinner. Which before was a couple of bites of every thing on my plate. Now it went up to half a plate of food. Still not good, but making progress.

Also, I am an anemic. Which means my body is lacking in red blood cells and iron. I found out if I ate things with iron in it and took my iron medication, I am not as tired as I used to be. My birth control also has iron in it too, so I am also getting it that way.

Today I took a nap after picking my husband up. This was the first time in several days. But I have been going to bed later at night and waking up early in the morning time. I dreamed that I died. Not oh I'm dead kind of dream, no the actual process of dying. It got me a little worried because I know that there is health risks associated with being under weight.

I looked them up. One is anemia, which I already am. Then there's low blood pressure, osteoporosis, that's bone loss for you, a low immune system, and for women, an irrigular menstrual cycle.

I am just worried that my weight will take another dip, but more dangerous next time. I hate being this skinny. At least you can't see my ribs as much now as before. It's not like I intentionally wanted to loose weight. I also know that people look at me and think that I am anorexic, but that's not true. In a week, I will make another blog and keep track of my weight gain. I am just really worried.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Shutdown= Fogret your paychecks!

I know most of you guys already know what's going on. I hope everyone of you knows. But I'll simplify for you. Today the government decided it's a great day for a shut down. Today 800,000 federal employees will be furloughed and not be paid.

Today, my husband along with every other person in the military  got paid up to today. Meaning half their paychecks and told that they might not get paid next month. Today, the military got royally screwed. While Congress and all of them sit back still getting paid, we will have no money to feed our one year old. Let alone pay our bills.

Now rightfully if a service member doesn't get paid, they can walk away from their obligations hands down. It's a breach in contract. But you know what our great president did? He is making them still come into work. Oh and the three wars we are in? Yeah, we are still going to be in them too.

If it gets really bad, and we don't get paid next month, I am taking my child to Oklahoma, where I know he will be fed. My question is this, what will happen to families that don't have anywhere to turn? What are they going to do? You can guarantee that they will still have to pay their bills. So congratulations Congress, you just made a lot of people homeless, and hungry. Over what? The fact that you guys can't decide on a budget plan?

Oh, but let's not forget everyone else that works for the government that won't get paid either. Way to go. You think that people want to work for free? Especially if the government that has done this doesn't get to hurt along with everyone else?

No, fuck that. They should really think about who they are hurting. You trained the military to kill, you bastards. And now you cut those killer's paychecks and possibly stopped it? Oh you just opened up a can of worms that I think you won't know what to do with!