My weight history:
I was the smallest of a set of twins 9weighing pounds 11 ounces) born before ultrasound was invented. My parents didn't name me because they thought I was not going to survive, so my grandmother took over my care and named me.
Notably, I was thin most of my life. I married a mentally ill man who I had no idea was mentally ill at the time. I mistakenly thought that if you were married to a church going member, your marriage would be a safe and harmonious one. How wrong I was!
Our children and I were not allowed to eat ice-cream, although he would eat chocolate bars in front of the girls. They would very politely ask him for a taste, but he told them it wasn't any good for them. He also told us that ice cream was too sweet for us.
After 7 very long years, I finally received a breakthrough and we separated. I was so damaged by that time, I had no desire to ever enter into another relationship. After I got custody of our children, I called us "The Three Musketeers."
Anyway, since we were not allowed to have ice cream, during much of those 7 years, the first thing I did was buy some the day we separated. I eventually had a half gallon of each of the five different flavors in my freezer, and I ate ice cream any time I wanted some. After a couple years of living that way, I gained way too much weight, and I didn't like the way I looked, so I joined Weight Watchers. I lost 145 pounds in a year, but I had gotten too thin. In fact, my neighbor thought that someone else had moved into my place. The leader at Weight Watchers told me that I should be leading the class, instead of her. I kept most of the weight off over several years.
Then I moved to another state after my girls went to college, and eventually married. I went to school and eventually became a nurse, earning a perfect attendance award. After that, I decided to get all the minor surgeries I needed so I could continue being an employee with an excellent attendance record. So after I had the surgeries, I began actively looking for work by making a daily job out of it. During that time, I was taking half the dosage of what my nursing Drug Book was recommending of the drug Niacin which I purchased at local drug store.
After a couple of weeks, I began itching all over, and my breathing wasn't right, so I eventually went to the local ER, was examined, and was told I had an asthma attack. I was also told to stop taking the niacin, because I had an adverse reaction to it. Well, The itching eventually subsided, but the asthma increased so much that I had an attack of status asthmaticus one day. and went into respiratory failure. It was then I became a patient on a ventilator in the ICU. As time progressed, I got more and more ill, with life threatening attacks on my already weakened body, and never really was able to work as a nurse.
