Remember when the Community Nurse came to weigh, measure and inoculate you in school?
The first time the Community Nurse (Nurse) came to school, I was impressed to see her dressed in a white nurse's uniform, complete with the little nurse's cap. I was excited to see what she was going to do.
My teacher had forewarned us that "the Nurse was coming to weigh, measure and check to see if our immunization was up to date."
This meant nothing to me until the day the Nurse walked into the classroom!
In walked this lady in a white uniform, and she looked...clean!
Our teacher asked us to go to the back of the room and let the Nurse weigh, measure and 'poke' us (if we needed an update on our shots). So we all just sat there in our desks waiting for our name to be called.
The teacher had given us some math problems to be working on while we were waiting our turn, but who can concentrate on anything else when the "White Nurse" was in the room?
My name started with an "S", so I sat there listening to all the class being weighed and measured. The Nurse would call out the height to someone who had been assigned to write down the information for the Nurse. Then they would step up on her huummuunngguuss bathroom scale to be weighed! The Nurse would call out the number again, check her immunization sheet, give you a shot if needed, and send you back to your desk.
Remember this is Grade One. I had never been through this before.
Finally it was my turn!
The Nurse measured me and called out the number, and then she had me step on the scale. Again she called out the number. Then she gave me my shot, and I went back to my seat.
This same procedure was re-enacted each year.
However, it was not until Grade Three that the alarm button went off in my young brain that I was head and shoulders taller and also 15 pounds heavier than the rest of the class!
It was this day that would alter how I felt about myself for the rest of my life.
When it was my turn to be measured, the Nurse called out my number.
There was an audible sigh heard through the classroom!
Then she called out my weight...another audible sigh, and someone in the class said, "She's a witch!"
It did not help that I was also a redhead!
Well, that name stuck for the rest of school in Milk River. I became the brunt of many bullying occasions, but in those days people just thought it was normal growing up and there was no word for what other kids did to you. The teachers did their own fair share of bullying as well.
From that fateful day onward, I became acutely aware that I was "big, fat, and ugly".
I would not eat in front of my classmates. There was a series of throwing my entire lunch in the garbage.
I had to appear like I was eating when at home, because my Mom would ask me questions.
Eventually in college I became anorexic and bulimic. However, I did not know at the time what this was, but I had heard my Mom purging in the bathroom on occasion and when I asked her if she was ok, she would just say, "I ate too much lunch." I figured she did the same thing I did and that was how you managed your weight.
I would still be purging if it weren't for the two black eyes I get from all the tiny burst blood vessels around my eyes, every time.
Fast forward to today.
There are a lot of diets available to us today, and I have been on many of them.
My main management program has been to count calories, but that only works to a certain extent. I need an extreme amount of willpower, and I noticed that my weight had crept up to about 25 pounds above where I was supposed to be. My clothes were getting tight, and I was determined not to let myself get any more out of hand.
I was looking.
In walked a client who was asking for help with her online marketing.
I help businesses with LinkedIn and blogging.
As I studied her business and attended a meeting and conference call, I became more and more curious as to whether her program would work for me.
So, I offered to do a trade for products with my client. She was overjoyed at my request and voila! I was introduced to her "Red Box" program!
That was 6.5 weeks ago.
I have now released 24 inches and over 16 pounds from my body!
My clothes are getting loose and I am now wearing some items that have been too tight for years.
Just 10 pounds left to be released.
Loving how much food I get to eat!
Are you feeling like you are starving on a yo-yo diet?
That was me.
Rapid-Fire to Retire