

For the benefit of those who have never read any of my few-and-far-between posts, I'll introduce myself. I live in Louisiana, 49 yrs old, I have a wonderful husband and two beautiful teenage daughters. And I can't foget my sweet little Kiki Kitty who is laying across the desk in front of me and swishing her fluffy tail across my hands as I type. She's more puppy than kitty...follows me everywhere and has to be close to me at all times!
Another constant (but unwelcome) companion in my life is fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome. More on that later...or maybe not.
I've been a yo-yo dieter since my mid 20's but after having children in my early 30's I gained way more than I lost! In the early days of my marriage when the kids were little, I felt (thanks to my hubby and my mother) I had to cook good old rib-stickin' meals. Chicken fried steak, rice n gravy, veggies drowning in butter, home made bread with every supper, and of course, home made pie, cake or cookies for dessert. Since my metabolism died back in the 80's (and I love to eat) I naturally packed on the weight!


Fast forward to January 2005.... fat, miserable and full of self loathing. I could hardly stand to look at myself in the mirror! Not only that, I was afraid to go to my cardiologist for a checkup because I had gained since my last visit and my last set of lab work was really bad. I knew I was in for another lecture from the doctor and his assistant about losing weight and eating right.

I had become a master at dodging cameras and buying clothes that camouflaged how huge I was...or so I thought! My sister sent me a picture that she took of me at Thanksgiving (studio before pic) while I wasn't looking. Not only did I fail to dodge the camera, I was wearing what I though was my most flattering shirt but I looked like the little girl from the Willy Wonka movie that turns into a huge blueberry!!!

So, here I am today...down 67 lbs and feeling great! It's been a slow transformation for me and I could probably win a "slowest loser" contest

Can you tell I love medifast??

Uh oh...time to go pick up those teenage daughters!
