To back up a little (and give myself the excuse I wanted) in March of 2002 my husband went in for a physical. I took him biting and scratching all the way. His doctor said "Everything is great for a man of your age BUT your HepC is out of control." You see my husband was diagnosed with HepC 22 years ago but was never treated or told to monitor it. He'd been living the same drinking, partying lifestyle he always has. After running the test 2 more times (without the drinking + Milk Thistle) it was still the same...we needed to see a specialist. The end of May of 2002 we started the barrage of tests and were told there are "wonderful" drugs out now that "cure" HepC. By September of 2002, we'd found out that Gerry was very treatable, his liver was barely damaged, and they success rate was 80% for him to go undetected for HepC for the rest of his life. What wondeful news since we were so afraid that his life expectancy would be shortened if the virus continued in his system.

Sounds like a dream come true, right? Well, the drug used nowadays is called Pegalyated Interferon and for those of you who are not familiar with Interferon, it's a form of chemotherapy used for cancer patients. In itself it's a cancer causing drug. Technology today has found the Pegalyating the Interferon used with Rebetrol pills combats HepC virus and knocks it out. Some people tolerate the drug quite well we were told. Some people are so bad they can't work, get out of bed or functional normally for 6 months we were also told. So much roller-coaster riding really put my emotional eating in an uproar. We finally decided to treat and not miss the opportunity but we would hold off until after the holiday and getting our finances in order, just in case!

Gerry started treatment in February 2003 and so far so good as a matter of fact, we found out on his 3 month check-up shows he's undetected, 3 more months to go!!!! He has some tough days and other days he's fine.

In the meantime it's February of 2003. I haven't stuck with WW, I've barely gotten to the gym and I've gained another 2lbs. My weight has crept up to152, exactly where I was a year before!! I was offered a job working at the school playground for 2 hours per day in the middle of the day. I went to the gym in the mornings but found that trying to hussle the kids to school, hussle to the gym then hussle back to the playground was getting on my nerves...found myself yelling at the kids more than usual. Promised myself I'd go to the gym in the evenings..hrrrmmmpppph, never happened!

Now it's JUNE 2003, I weigh 156. My eating is out of control. My excercise is minimal. I don't have control over my eating. I'm very unhappy with myself. My size 11 jeans are so tight that they leave marks in my skin that stay for a day. I had to buy a DD bra because the other was "biting" into my fat and skin. My inches are creeping back on along with the weight. Bottom line is...I'm a mess!

Now I've kicked around the idea of Low-Carb diet, Low-Fat diet, and a few other fad diets and I've come to the conclusion that having a thin family to feed, it's best that stick with WEIGHT WATCHERS WINNING POINTS program right now.


Designing this site, updating and keeping track will help give me the motivation I need. My oldest daughter will be joining me in the quest for "fitting into smaller tight fitting clothing." Please come back often to see what I've accomplished.