I can't sleep tonight for many reasons. There is some big stuff going on in my life. For as long as I can remember, I have been overweight. Attractive, stylish, active, but nonetheless, overweight. A few weeks ago, my very skinny friend complained that she was flabby. She had a friend that was using the HCG diet and had amazing success. We called her friend for details subsequently scouring the Internet for information, the journey began.
Over the course of the next few days we researched and researched and researched.
Meanwhile, I hit my own breaking point with my weight. If you're overweight and trying to lose, you know what I mean. The point when we decide to start the diet tomorrow, or on Monday, or swear there will be no more fast food, or soda, no more binge eating, no more sampling while cooking, etc. We've all had them. I've had hundreds.
One this day, I was going thru my closet looking for a pair of shorts just to wear around the house. I found a pair, circa 2005, maybe. As I slipped them on, they fit and I was elated. I was proud of myself that they fit. I remember smiling and nodding, proud that in the course of 5 years, they still fit.
Then I remember sinking and thinking, wow...they still fit. In 5 years, I hadn't managed to change anything. I hadn't managed to keep the promises to myself. Those damn shorts still fit.
So, now this is Day 6 of the HCG diet. My skinny but flabby friend and I chose the HCG that you inject. It started with a box from overseas, and a kit from the Midwest. I am terrified of needles but I can happily say this is Day 6.
Here is the journey...
Day 1 - After waiting for what seemed like forever, we finally had everything we needed to start the injections. The first two days of the diet are considered "loading" days. We only had to inject the HCG and stuff our faces for the next two days. With our solutions mixed, my friend injected herself with no problem. When it was my time, I almost fainted. She agreed to do the injection for me, which was okay since she was surprisingly effortless with the needle. Being in my 30's and being terribly horrified of needles, I panicked. Just a little pinch and she was done...45 minutes after I agreed that I was ready.
Day 2 - I returned to my friends house so we could split up the kit, mix the solutions, then take a trip to the grocery story. We knew what we were allowed to eat and how much we roughly needed. We were in this together all the way. When it was injection time, she easily grabbed her flab and injected the HCG. It only took me 30 minutes to accept the injection. Progress.
Day 3 - I had until 8PM to receive my shot and continue loading. Technically, I had been "loading" on fat, calories and carbs since Day 1, but in retrospect, I had been "loading" most of my life. I took out my needle carefully following all safety instructions, pumped it with the HCG solution, cleaned my skin, grabbed my flab ready to inject and then I panicked. I looked at the needle, looked at my skin and decided that I was going to faint. My live-in boyfriend was in the house in a room nearby. I asked him to assist. He had been to college but certainly had nothing to do with the medical field. He agreed to inject me. It took 15 minutes today. Again, progress.
Day 4 - So, its actually going well. 42 days in our HCG Phase 1 and it was already Day 4. I had tea for breakfast, sprinkled with Stevia. Snack consisted of a red apple. Lunch was spinach and strawberry salad. For dinner grilled chicken and asparagus. I also consumed as much water as I could, approximately a half gallon thru the day. I can't say that I felt full during the day but no hunger pains and I was satisfied.
I will continue with Day 5 in my next post. I was laying in bed, unable to sleep when I decided to get up and start this blog. I am in a turning point in my life, I can feel it. Not entirely because of the HCG but because this is where I am in life today. I am looking for followers, supporters, friends. I am looking to reach out to anyone who wants and feels change. I am looking to reach people like me.
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