Since giving up Facebook, I have gotten more into InstaGram. Looking through all the pictures, I stumbled upon pictures of me before I got sick and before all the weight loss. Every time I see those old photos. I was my heaviest in 2013 (when my mother suddenly passed away). It was around that time I had just begun a gluten-free diet.
I walk as my primary form of exercise and it’s not as often as I would like. Now that chemo is done, I will resume walking. I do not want to put on all the weight I have lost.
While diet change and walking do count toward a bit of the weight loss, mostly illness has been the primary factor. I went through a lot with the Celiac’s and a then the tumor that grew for two years before I could get the medical world to believe it wasn’t an ulcer and finally treated me.
If I had to have cancer, at least a massive weight loss was the silver lining. I don’t often share photos of myself (and I rarely smile in them). Here are some that show my transformation. I did cut my hair to a pixie cut when I was diagnosed. It was the only thing in my life I could control. I’m actually happy with it. Super easy to maintain and color (because I will not go gracefully into that grey night).