No this isn't a post about sex so get your head out of the gutter people! It's about how Metformin and I have been getting along.
A part of me is extremely apprehensive to tell my family that I am on Metformin. 1.) because they will say "OH you have diabetes, that's why they gave you on a diabetes medication." 2.) because they will follow up with, "See all that excesses eating that has made you over weight gave you diabetes." This kind of irritates me a bit because blood sugar issues are genetic so it's really their fault not mine. And I'm over weight because of my insulin NOT getting the sugar to the blood properly, but instead storing the sugar as fat and then producing extra insulin to get the sugar where it has to go. Vicious cycle. (one of the many issues that I deal with due to insulin resistance.) The only way to stop it is, well, by not eating, but that's not good either. Metformin aids the insulin into the blood stream. And no I do not have diabetes. Trying to explain this to anyone in my family, who doesn't have a medical background, is like talking to a brick wall and hurts about as much as running into one. So I guess for now I will keep this my dirty little secret.
So the weight loss saga starts again. I somehow crept back up to my starting weight of 218lbs. :-( Completely disheartening. But within this last week I have lost a total of 5.8 lb without changing much of anything. Go me! I can only hope that this trend continues. :-) If so, I will be down to 200lbs by my anniversary. And that's the lowest I will have weighted in years.
The only real major differences that I have noticed since starting the Metformin is my loss in appetite. Before my insulin was storing the sugars from food right away instead of using it, so my body was always tell me "YOU'RE HUNGRY! EAT MORE! NOW!" I always felt as though I was starving, and seriously you can look at me and know that I am not. Some of the side effects are not pretty, like having a very personal relationship with the porcelain throne, thankfully this has not plagued me.
Oh and my love for sugar, mostly ice cream... well it's so sad to say that I think it's gone. I had regular ice cream last night instead of my typical frozen yogurt, and the amount of sugar in it seemed like there was enough to feed a small colony of humming birds. I never noticed how much sugar was in ice cream before. It actually made me sick to my stomach! I definitely don't crave sugar the way I use to. Coincidence? I think not. And there are certain food that just don't appeal to me anymore, again I don't think that this is coincidence.
Well nap time is over for my little mobile monsters as I hear their cries coming from the back end of the house, where their bedrooms are located. So I must sign off for now. But it really seems as though Sir Metformin has strapped Fat girl down and has really started whipping her into shape. :-D
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