Knowledge is power, after all. Start by reviewing nutrition labels. If you have your phone handy you can easily search for the food. Many calorie counter apps also. Richard followed a strict diet developed by a professor at Newcastle University whose studies suggested diabetes could be reversed in under eight weeks.
UPDATE: April 2. It is with a very heavy heart that I pass along the news that Karlene Lindenmuth passed away today, April 2. Rest in peace, Karlene. I've been wearing partial dentures for over 1.
It can happen quickly and is VERY PAINFUL!!! I'm so incredibly TIRED, DIZZY, and OUT OF BREATH! Sometimes I really this . PMI have been in the hospital for the past couple of weeks. My parents had to take me to the ER Halloween morning. I was having severe stomach pains and couldn't even stand up. Many painful tests were performed and it was concluded that I had some type of intestinal blockage.
They stuck a huge NG tube up my nose and got out 2 liters of fluid and gunk from my stomach. I hadn't had a BM in almost 3 weeks (altho I'm not eating much). I was in such awful pain!! My weight is continuing to fall. I now weigh barely 7.
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I cannot even care for myself. My skin is turning an ugly yellowish color.
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I honestly don't know how I am still alive. My doctors suggested a Gastric Pacemaker be placed in my stomach bc my digestive system is so very messed up. But they are not sure if I would make it thru the surgery. Thank you to all who are keeping me in your thoughts and prayers. I appreciate it so very much, as does my family! Mood: cold. 2. 3rd, 2.
PMI'm still here. I don't know why God has kept me on earth for this long with this disease. My physical body is literally disappearing. I feel such guilt and shame. I am sorry to everyone for being such a disappointment. I am sorry for failing to fight and beat this disease. I am sorry I have given up!!
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Terri's mom I first want to say how glad I am that I found this website. The stories have been an inspiration and they fill me with such hope. Although the concept of orthorexia nervosa has been the subject of a great deal of media attention and is in wide use by eating disorder professionals, it has never. Polly died from an overdose of sleeping pills, a suicide that was "a direct result of her internal battle with the eating disorder," said her sister, Bebe W. Discover the best pro ana tips and tricks for beginners. Learn on how to shed 12 pounds within 14 days.
I fought it for 2. I have nothing left. I don't want people who are fighting this terrible monster to read this and think, !
I just don't see it for myself. And I'm so very sorry for that!! I'm so very ashamed!! The physical pain and discomfort from starving and from the malnutrition is still not as bad as the discomfort of leaving my anorexia behind- -the terror I would feel. And deep down I know that is CRAZY!!
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It's been ME for so long, it's who I am. So many of you have responded to my posts with such love and kindness and I can't tell you how much that means to me!! It touches my heart so much, I can actually . I don't know if it's my pain meds or what, but I feel like I am sea sick ALL the time!! And when I feel like that, that MONSTER inside my head tells me I am gaining weight, even if I've only had tiny bites of yogurt all day long!
I wish so much that there was a miracle drug out there that would just make eating disorders just disappear. They take everything and everyone from you!! I love all of you out there struggling with this and to those keeping me in your hearts and prayers! I can't thank you enough!!
This is actually easily done by just removing the grissini/melba in the diet. As a matter of fact, very few hCGers eat this on the diet anyway. Malnutrition has devastating psychological as well as physical effects. Learning about the impact of starvation on the mind may help parents understand why.
Please take care of yourselves and FIGHT!! PM7. 2. 9 lbs. What is wrong with me?! I feel like I am going crazy! This disease is consuming me and I can't stand it! I saw my doctor on Friday.
He raised my Percocet. I feel sorry for him bc he is so worried about me and doesn't know how else to help.
I have yet another kidney infection, but we're not going to treat it, just try and control my pain. I'm so confused and scared. So many emotions all jumbeled up inside of me. I don't know who I am anymore. I feel like a puppet being controlled by this monster pulling the strings.
My body is shutting down not only physically, but emotionally and spiritually as well. I was with my family this weekend and it was an incredibly uncomfortable weekend!! Just seeing the look on all of their faces and the way they act toward me. My dad looks at me with disgust and that hurts. Even my nieces and nephews stare at me and seem to be afraid of me. I am so very ashamed and consumed with guilt! What have I done to myself?
I've ruined not only my own life, but the lives of those I love so dearly. I'm so very very tired and exhausted and the pain is getting hard to control. God, please forgive me for not being who you made me to be!! Mood: confused. If only you could get the treatment you so desperately need and deserve. PMAs usual, another rough day. I had to take more of my pain meds as soon as they would wear off, thus I slept most of the day.
I've been having bad nightmares that leave me petrified, most of them about my abuser, and sometimes I can feel his presence in my apartment. I am starting to have a hard time keeping anything down. It literally takes me nearly all day to eat just a 6 oz. Otherwise I get terrible severe stomach pains and sometimes can't keep even that little bit down. My doctor wants to see me next week to check things out and we will talk about getting me on some pain medicine that is an extended release kind. I don't want to feel drugged all day long. I have been feeling really down and very hopeless.
My heart is acting so funny, palpitating so badly I briefly pass out. I can usually sit or lie down before I hit the floor. My weight is around 7.
I hurt so badly, emotionally and physically. The ED voices in my head haunt me day and night, screaming at me that I am a bad lazy fat slob. I am so very tired! Mood: lonely. 1. 2th, 2. PMToday has been a rough day. I'm very nauseated and my ulcers are acting up. I've had a little bit of yogurt, a .
So that's all I've had in the last few days. I can't even keep fluids down. I think I have another kidney infection.
I get them so easily now. But I feel it's pointless going to the dr. I get too cold standing there in just my undies.
I've been starting to give some of my things away. Like my beloved Spongebob collection I've been giving to my 2 year old niece.
She's crazy about him. Gotta go lie down. Thank you all to are sending me your prayers. They are much appreciated! Love, Karlene. Mood: nauseated. I have read your comments (those who have sent them, and Medusa) and I'm sorry I haven't replied, but I greatly appreciate them all. I'm hanging in there.
It's getting harder and harder to make it through each day. Alot of pain and alot of sleeping.
I'm exhausted and out of breath much of the time. Just walking hurts. I spent the Labor Day weekend with my family and I talked to them about my anorexia, really for the first time in all these years. We cried together and were open and honest with one another.
It was hard, but a relief. We have all come to accept my illness and impending death. God touched all of our hearts that night and gave us a sense of peace. My doctors and therapists are still working on the Hospice thing. It's taking a while, but I think it just may work out.
Thank you to all who are keeping me and my family in their prayers. I appreciate it so much. Love to all~Karlene. Mood: tired. 2. 2nd, 2.
PMI want to apoligize to all of my readers. I'm so sorry I am such a downer, a loser, a failure, a quiter. Here I am trying to keep you guys fighting this awful disease and I, myself, am giving up. What kind of inspiration is that?
I just want to tell my story in hopes that you guys can see what this awful disease can take away from you. Some of you are in the beginning of your disease and I beg you to get help NOW!
The sooner you fight it and live in recovery, the better chances you have of actually having a great happy and healthy future. After 2. 2 years of being in and out of treatment centers and hospitals, being fed with PEG tubes, NG tubes, fighting infection after infection, fighting painful stomach ulcers and a hiatal hernia, a completely damaged esophagus from years of purging, kidney infections, a failing weakening heart, and failing organs, my body just can't take it anymore.
And the pain is excrusiating! Tonight has been a rough night. I got up to try to make my way to the restroom and passed out.
I could actually feel my heart stop beating and the blood rush from my head and extremeties before it happened. That's not the first time that's happened. I'm just glad I didn't crack open my head. Anyway, I just hope and pray to you all who are suffering, PLEASE don't give up. Fight while there is still fight inside you.
I've never cared enough about myself to fight for ME! You CAN beat this.. My prayers and love to you all! Mood: drained! 2. PMI found out that I don't qualify for Hospice. They say I have to have a diagnosis of a disease that will kill me in less than 6 months. I honestly don't believe I have 6 months and neither do my doctors.
I need to talk to my physician because I know he will let them know the seriousness of this. Many times I go to bed not expecting to wake up in the morning. Do they know how much pain I am in? Do they know I am literally wasting away?
My parents/family need this hospice thing as much as I do. My doctor will still continue to supply me with any pain medication I need (at least I hope he will).
I sleep most of the day because even sitting up tires me out so. I just took several Percocet along with Xtra strength Tylenol, Xanax and Ativan. I can feel it kicking in, but I still feel I need more. The pain is pretty bad. My stomach is killing me. And when I have a stomach ache, it makes me feel FAT!!
Weird I know. God, I am ready when you are! Mood: nauseated. 1. PMI saw my primary care physician and he is all for the Hospice thing. He is very saddened by it, but honors my wishes. He is more than willing to work with hospice to help them make me as comfortable as possible in my final days. My digestive system hardly works anymore.
I take sips of water and nurse tiny spoonfuls of FF yogurt, but that is all I can do. They couldn't even get a BP on me this morning because it was so low. My mind is going quickly as I forget most of what I am doing.
My heart palpitations are very frequent now. They are worried about me staying alone. My whole body is eating away at itself. I am thinking about getting a walker as it is hard to walk standing straight up, let alone walk at all without some assistance. I am still very worried about how I will pay my monthly bills just living off my disability checks. That is stress I don't need right now. Your love and prayers are still much needed.
Please pray for not only my family, but for my financial situation as well. I am so appreciative to you all right now.
OVARIAN CANCER: Personal Stories. Living Day to Day. With Love and Faith. Pam's and Nina's stories, written by journalist Sherry Anderson, are reprinted with permission from the Southwest Orlando Bulletin.
On a quiet street in Southwest Orlando live two women whose lives have followed similar paths in more ways than they ever expected. They each have two daughters, and over the years, they have had their fair share of homework, trips to malls, and carpooling to friends' houses and after- school activities. They also have had their own work and volunteer commitments. The similarities in their lives are noticeable, but what most people do not realize is that these women share a bond that goes beyond any neighborhood, school group, or car pool. They know and understand what it is like to face life- threatening illnesses and meet them head- on with unwavering strength and determination. Pam's Story. Pam Fogle is well- known to many families in the Southwest community.
Wherever her daughters, Jennifer and Heather, went to school, Pam also was there. She served as ADDitions coordinator at Dr. Phillips Elementary School; president of the PTA at Bay Meadows Elementary School for the first two years the school was open; treasurer and president of the PTSA at Southwest Middle School; and vice president and president of the PTSA at Dr. Today, students still remember her as . In her honor, Bay Meadows PTA annually presents the Pam Fogle Volunteer Award to one parental volunteer and one fifth- grade student who show service to the community through volunteerism. In the fall of 1.
Pam and her family were looking forward to a relaxing trip to the Florida Keys before another busy school year got under way. Heather was 1. 3 and in the eighth grade at SWMS, and Jennifer was a 1. DPHS. Usually within 1. This time it lasted for three days, and I finally told my husband, Bill, that I needed to go to the emergency room. The pain continued, and doctors ordered a series of X- rays and a sonogram.
The tests indicated that Pam had gallstones, and the doctor wanted her to have emergency gallbladder surgery. But Pam wanted her family members to enjoy their vacation, and she wanted to consult with her own doctor in Orlando before having surgery. She was given some medication to ease her symptoms and agreed to see a surgeon the next day, just in case her symptoms worsened and emergency surgery was needed. I thought, Well, that's what it was. After all, I had had two pelvic exams. A normal range is 0 to 3.
Pam was referred to Dr. Neil Finkler of the Walt Disney Memorial Cancer Center at Florida Hospital and was told that she would have to wait another week to see the doctor. My mother was very strong through all of this. Finkler, a friend gave her some valuable advice. You need to be comfortable with everything, not just the doctor.'.
Finkler was in a little office across the street from the hospital, and it was packed. I knew I was in the right place. Finkler's exam detected a large mass on Pam's left ovary. The actors were great, but the story line wasn't. She would have to wait two weeks before having a complete hysterectomy and almost another week to get the pathologist's report, which confirmed that she had Stage III ovarian cancer. Finkler did not feel that I needed chemotherapy right then.
I remember I asked him if I was his wife, would he recommend chemotherapy at this time, and he said definitely not, because he did not like the idea of putting toxins in the body if we didn't have to. Finkler every month and regularly had Ca.
Her count stayed around 1. By October 1. 99. Chemotherapy could no longer be avoided. In January 1. 99. Pam began a series of six chemotherapy treatments, one every three weeks. I can't describe the feeling. I thought I was ready, but I wasn't.
Heather had the hardest time with me losing my hair. She didn't even want to look at me at first if I didn't have on a wig, hat or turban.
She was only 1. 4, and Mom was not supposed to get sick. There were times I wish I had stayed in bed, but I didn't want to disrupt their lives.? Then I'd kick myself, or if I was still down later, then maybe a friend would do it for me, and I would get over it. I never really dwelled on the thought that I wouldn't get well. I truly felt like I would. I believe that this is the only way I could have survived physically and emotionally. I think that had a lot to do with my attitude - and the fact that my family and friends always seemed to be there whenever I might be hitting a low point.
I couldn't have asked for them to be any stronger. A needle biopsy determined that it was the same cell as the ovarian cancer. In April 2. 00. 0, Pam began another round of six chemotherapy treatments. Her daughter, Heather, now a college student at Santa Fe Community College in Gainesville, came home last summer to care for her mother. You pick yourself up and dust yourself off. Glucose is injected into the body, and if there is any cancer present, it will show up like a hot spot.
Pam feels that insurance companies are hesitant to authorize its use because it is an expensive test. Its real value to her came in the form of peace of mind.
She tries not to think about what might have happened if she had not had the gallbladder attack that prompted the X- rays. She always kept up with her annual visits to the gynecologist, and she never had any discriminating pain. In her early 4. 0s, she was under the typical age for the onset of ovarian cancer.
Four years ago, she also became a school employee as an office clerk at Bay Meadows. They helped look after my family with food after each treatment. The children and their parents have been so supportive. I was concerned with how the children would react to seeing me with a hat on.
They still came in and hugged me as if everything was the way it should be. I guess that old saying 'When life gives you lemons, make lemonade' is true. Faith has been a constant with me. I have learned a lot from this whole experience. Life is so very precious. We should embrace every moment and learn to be more tolerant and understanding of people.
We really shouldn't sweat the small stuff. I value life, family and my friends more every day. Nina's story begins in a similar way - with another medical problem leading to the diagnosis of Stage IV ovarian cancer. Nina describes herself as a full- time mother and full- time producer.
She has worked for more than 2. Sesame Workshop, the producers of Sesame. Street, and currently is the executive producer of Dragon Tales, a preschool series co- produced by Sesame Workshop and Sony Columbia Tristar Television. Dragon. Tales is nominated for a Daytime Emmy as Outstanding Animated Children's Series, and when the awards ceremony is held in New York on May 1. Nina will be there as a winner, regardless of whether she comes home with the award. Dragon Tales premiered on PBS in June 1.
Traveling between Orlando, New York, Los Angeles and London would be exhausting for most people, but Nina has always thrived on her work. When the year ended, she felt like she was on top of the world. I also was exercising and thought I was at a weight I should be.
I had a ton of energy. I thought everyone was thriving. This was all a big surprise. She was not concerned, and the doctor confirmed that it was a benign cyst like others she had before. But the surgeon was concerned about her swollen lymph nodes, and he immediately did a needle biopsy.
Again, Nina was not concerned. She assumed her lymph nodes were swollen from a recent bout of the flu. She was stunned when the doctor called her four days later with the pathology report. The surgeon's theory was that, since only a small section of the thyroid was sent to pathology for a biopsy, it was possible that this section did not have any cancer cells, and the cancer probably would have been found somewhere else in the thyroid.
At this point, Nina accepted his explanation and was optimistic, because thyroid cancer has a 9. Prior to her thyroid surgery, Nina asked the doctor numerous times if she should have a CT scan to rule out cancer in other areas of her body. She began to feel pressure in her abdominal area and was having difficulty urinating. It was on a Sunday, so she called her friend, Dr.
Franz Ritucci, who practices at Florida Hospital Centra Care, an urgent- care center in Lake Buena Vista. He ran a test to see if she had a urinary- tract infection, and it came back negative.
Suspecting that something more serious was wrong, he urged her to go to the emergency room for a CT scan. The scan showed that she had ovarian cancer that had spread throughout her abdominal area and was in an advanced stage. Within the next two days, Nina was seen by her gynecologist and also a surgeon who specializes in women's cancers. I don't think my husband and I fully understood what had happened to us. Top on her priority list was to spend time with her daughters.
She was worried about Diana finding a dress for a dance, and so the night before surgery, she went on an outing to the mall with her girls. On Thursday morning, Dr. Richard Boothby operated on Nina at the Orlando Regional Medical Center.
Nina had a partial hysterectomy almost two years previously to remove a benign cyst, but her ovaries were healthy at the time and had been left behind. In this surgery, her ovaries and fallopian tubes were removed, as well as portions of her small intestine and bowel. Cancerous lymph nodes were wrapped around an artery, and after attempts to remove them from the left side of her pelvic area resulted in a nick in her artery, vascular surgery was needed. Boothby decided to leave some cancerous lymph nodes in her right pelvic area rather than risk further injury to her artery. He felt confident that all the tumors had been removed and that the cancer had not spread to any other vital organs. The surgical procedure that is done before chemotherapy begins is called debulking, and Nina said, .