Why didn't he just tell me I was fat?

One year ago yesterday, I went to the doctor for the second time in less than a month. I had convinced myself that my thyroid wasn't functioning and I needed to be medicated. I couldn't lose the baby weight from my pregnancy with Emy, I was tired all the time, I was kind of depressed, and I even convinced myself that my eyebrows were falling out.  Yes, I was a little bit of a hypochondriac.  Dr. Google didn't help.  NEVER Google your symptoms.  You'll go from having a cold to dying in about 5 seconds flat. 

On my first visit, my doctor ran my labs but they came back fine. He suggested that maybe I was having a prolonged case of postpartum depression and I should think about trying Prozac. I refused. I wasn't depressed! It was my hormones! I went back a few weeks later, still complaining, and now complaining that my cycles were ridiculous. He decided to put me on a synthetic hormone. I took it for 4 days and gained TWELVE POUNDS. I threw it in the garbage.  The picture on the left is from day 3 of those awful pills.  He told me to take them for SIX MONTHS.  I would've been 300 lbs!!

You know how they say hindsight is 20-20? Well, it is. Looking back, what my doctor should have said at my FIRST visit was, "Sheena, you need to get up and DO SOMETHING. Stop sitting on your butt. Stop eating garbage. Stop drinking pop from sun up to sundown." I mean, come on. I was 195 lbs at 5'2". That's a BMI of 35, for crying out loud! Anything over 30 is considered obese. I know BMI isn't an accurate indicator of someone's health all the time, but it was OBVIOUS that I needed to lose weight. My problem was not my hormones. It was that I was lazy and slowly killing myself with food and inactivity.

Today, I am healthy. I'm not tired all the time. I'm not depressed. And my eyebrows aren't (and never really were) falling out. And as you can see by the picture, I'm obviously losing weight. I haven't been back to the doctor since that last day. Not because I'm mad at him or protesting. I actually have a ton of respect for him, and I still take my kids to see him. I'm just not convinced I'm dying anymore. I KNOW I'm healthy and as long as I continue my path of exercise, Shakeology, and proper nutrition in general, I will stay healthy.