Ok Dudes and Followers, I need some help. First and foremost, I want to apologize in advance for the long post, but I’m desperately hopeful that somebody is in the same boat that I am and can provide some insight.
First, a little about myself, then some history:
I am a 35 year-old father of four, college senior, little-league football coach, and an IT professional by trade. I live in a small town of about 7500 people in south-central Kansas.
I’ve always been a big dude. I’ve been known as “Big C” or “Bigguns” or “Big Guy” since grade school. The first time I remember paying attention to my weight was in 7th grade, when I wrestled in the 180 weight class. I was big, and I was terrible. Not terrible in the sense of Andre’ the Giant, destroying everything in his path, but terrible as in 1-18 all season, but I digress. Next, I remember weighing 318lbs when I graduated high school because I had to have a physical for my summer job that year. We did not own a scale at home. My parents were big, but not huge. As a senior in high school, I outweighed my dad, who was no small man at 6’2" and 285lbs. I would go on to have a child right out of high school, and go straight to work. My weight, combined with a terrible set of genetics from both sides of my family, led me to develop sleep apnaea and spend 3 years without being able to sleep in a bed or achieve any real semblance of sleep. My blood oxygen level was dropping to 30% at night. I’m sure most of you know that this is deadly, and destroyed much of my memory and cognitive functions which I used to be quite proud of, in addition to what it did to the rest of my health. In 2006, at the age of 22, I got my first real job which provided me health insurance, and I set about a path to get some sleep. The sleep hospital was the first place I had found which had a scale large enough to weigh me, and the day of my consultation, I weighed in at a whopping 579lbs. After being officially diagnosed with sleep apnaea and treated with my CPAP, I lost 120lbs in one year from nothing more than sleep alone. I was very happy with this.
Then came the tough years. From age 23 to age 33, I was dealt blow after blow to my health and well-being. High blood pressure, Type 2 Diabetes, Adult ADD, Cholesterol, multiple bouts with cellulitis, depression, anxiety, and frequent scares in which I’d get a random bloody nose that would last for over an hour at a constant flow. In this period of time, as they say, I lost the same 50-60 lbs, 10-12 times. I was scared. In 2017, my doctor diagnosed me with binge eating disorder and tried drug after drug after drug, but to no avail. Finally, in February of 2018, and against her better judgement, my doctor placed me on phentermine. I lost 130lbs from February to June to reach 330lbs at my lowest. I was walking 3 miles per day, eating 1600 calories, and feeling GREAT. But then, the drugs stopped working. It was like the phentermine rushed in, took the weight, and destroyed my metabolism in the process. I had two months left of the drug, but the weight stopped coming off and I lost my drive, as all calorie restrictive diets do. I searched frantically for something to replace the drug when I could no longer take it, and in August, found Keto, and began researching. I bought books, listened to podcasts, socked in as much info as I could, and started my Keto journey in September. Since September, I’ve stayed right about 340-350. I lose, and touch the 330s. I gain, and enter the 360s, then lose, then gain, but cannot break that 340 lb line.
Now, about My Keto
Initially, I felt great, the brain fog was gone, my inflammation dropped, and I felt good. I went from three diabetic meds, and a weekly injection, to zero (My a1c went from 10 to 4.1) ; from three blood pressure meds, to one. I now only take one anxiety/depresion med, and one blood pressure med daily.
Then, in about November, I stopped reaping the rewards of Keto. I got groggy, tired, I hurt all the time, I cannot get my energy back that I had initially, and the weight is creeping back on, to 362 lbs this morning. I keep hearing about people eating satiety and not being hungry. I don’t get that. If I eat to satiety, I gain weight. If I do not eat to satiety, I’m hungry constantly and buckle under to temptation. I am a food addict and cannot seem to kick it. This was one of the reasons Keto seemed so amazing to me. My blood glucose is staying around 80-100, and I keep my total carbs under 40g and my net carbs definitely under 20g. I’ve read about IF, and typically I skip breakfast, but overeat at lunch and dinner. I know it has to be a calories game, but satiety isn’t coming to me, and that’s probably the most frustrating part.
Those who know me, know I don’t ask for help until I’m sinking. I’m sinking, and I do NOT want to go back to my old life. I won’t be that person again. I owe it to myself and my family to do this and continue getting healthier, but I can’t seem to get past this.
My weight is creeping up, my inflammation is coming back (to the point I can barely walk one mile, every other day for the soreness), and my energy is gone. I do great for a week or so, then get frustrated and eat stupid. Does anybody else struggle with binge eating disorder/depression/anxiety? This has to be a mental game. I KNOW my body doesn’t need 3,000-3,500 calories per day. I KNOW I lived on half of that. My doctor is frustrated with me, I’m frustrated beyond belief with myself, and I’m just hoping somebody has experience in these areas that can help me out.
Thanks for listening to my ramblings. I’ve thought about posting this for a few months now, but finally talked myself into it today.