A Rant - The Easy Way Out

If you're not up to hearing a rant, I understand if you move along to PK's or somewhere that doesn't have any griping going on. I know how it is. Sometimes we just can't handle hearing one more complaint.

Something's bugging me. Bugging? Actually it's annoying the heck right out of me.

It got back to me through the grapevine that Adam's sister said that I am "taking the easy way out" when it comes to losing weight.

Easy? Has the back pain I've been in for 3 years been easy?

Will surgery be easy? Will it be easy to never again in my life eat an entire meal?

Will it be easy to order a dinner in a restaurant knowing I can only take a few bites?

Will it be easy to skip the mashed potatoes and go for the meat because protein has to come first?

Will it be easy to drink protein drinks that taste like a barn floor?

There is NO easy way out when it comes to weight loss. My doctor has recommended this because everything else has failed. Oh, sure, there have been a few times where I've busted my ass to get my weight down to a mere 40 pounds over weight.

That's right people!! 40 pounds OVERweight has been the best I've ever been since I hit puberty. Does it matter that my grandmother was overweight? And my father? And all but one of his siblings? Does it matter that it's genetic? Does it matter that I'm on a fairly high dosage of thyroid medication? Easy way out?

What's easy about it?

I still have to exercise and diet. This forces me to do that. Does that make it easy? I do wish that ignorant people would realize they are ignorant and just shut their mouths.

And you know what's funny? Adam's sister too is overweight. She has recently been diagnosed with some of the things I've been fighting for years. My guess is that within the next five years she will be having to do the same thing.

Easy way out?

I hope she doesn't call me if she ever decides to take the "easy way out."

None of this has been easy. It's not a quick fix. It's taken me a year to get to this point. It will take another year to get the weight off. And what's so easy about strained cream of chicken soup? Yogurt? Mashed up cottage cheese? Beef broth? Sugarless EVERYTHING?

No more pasta. No more sugar. No more pop. No more alcohol. No wait. I don't drink. Scratch that. Oh, and I get to do TWO enemas before surgery. Easy? That's easy? And I get to drink that nasty lemony flavored carbonated crap.... and pills.. I get to take some pills... all designed to "clean me out."

Oh, but it will be easy.

Does anyone here see that what Adam's sister thinks I should do it follow a diet and exercising? I will be doing exactly that with a million dr. appointments piled on. Tests. Surgery. Enemas. Hospital stay. Protein drinks. Have I mentioned they all taste like a barn floor?

So now I get it... the "hard way out" (the "right" way) would be diet and exercise. The "easy way out" - the way that I'm taking - is diet, exercise and all this stuff I've mentioned. And really I haven't given you all the details of what I've been through to get here.

Now the "easy" part begins. Surgery. Recovery. And a whole new way of living. It will be soooo easy, right? If this is the easy way out, then so be it. I make no apologies for doing something the "easy way." And the easy way out means that if I cheat on the diet I risk throwing up or - worse - dumping. If you don't know what that is, read up on it. It might not be what you think. It's where you get the shakes, nauseous, chills, sweats, tightening in the chest... all kinds of fun things. And what will happen to Adam's sister should she cheat? NOTHING.

But my way's the easy way. She should try it. I mean, after all, if it's easy then why wouldn't she want to try it? It's easier to drive to the grocery store than it is to walk but maybe I should walk so people don't think I'm taking the easy way out.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

I'm done.

No I'm not.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

Okay, now I'm done.