What scares me more is how close I can be to becoming diabetic. What also scares me is that it runs in my family. Although I am adopted, that is one thing I do know about my birth family.
Back in September, when my doctor warned me about how close I was to becoming diabetic, I started getting scared. I think it had something to do with the words “raging diabetic.”
So, I began making the changes that the doctor told me I would need to make. I remember telling Stephen one day that going into it, I wasn’t going to expect any sort of weight loss. I was going to make the changes for health reasons, and hopefully get my insulin levels to come down. I remember thinking that if I lost weight, great, but that it would just be an added bonus.
So. . .some of you have asked. . .and. . .here are my official “Before” and “After” photos. It’s really more of a progress report, because I still feel like I have some weight to lose before I’m completely finished.
I never took an official “Before” picture, though I have plenty to choose from. I never really expected to lose a lot of weight either, though. This first “before” picture was taken in July when we were getting our church ready for VBS.
This next “before” picture was actually taken after I had lost about 15 pounds, but it was really eye-opening for me. I put it next to a picture I took two Wednesdays ago after church.
60 pounds gone. I am still absolutely amazed. I honestly believe that that is one of the reasons that God led us up to Indiana, so I could see a doctor who actually knew what to do to help get my health under control. Lord willing, diabetes is a long ways off. I don’t know if I’ll be able to avoid it completely, but I am immensely grateful that I know what to do to delay it!