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I want to offer Cindy Schiketantz a
special thanks for sharing her story with us.
Dear Barbara,
In late 2008, I was nearing my 40th birthday. I
weighed 444 pounds, was on medication for type 2 diabetes
and high blood pressure, severe degenerative arthritis in
both knees, near-constant lower-back pain and had just been
diagnosed with sleep apnea. I was only 38 years old. Having
been fat my entire life, I was simply sick and tired of
being sick and tired. My perfectly functioning brain wanted
to do things, but my body was failing me rapidly.
If I felt like this at 38, what might I
feel like in 5 years? Or 10? If I lived that long? I could
either find a method which allowed me to succeed in my
desire to control my weight or I could die. I chose to live.
Fear and hope led me to gastric bypass
surgery at the Henry Ford Bariatric Center in Detroit the
next summer. Surgery seemed like the best option for me, as
I had tried over and over, my whole life, one diet after
another. Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Atkins, pills
(over-the-counter and prescription), Richard Simmons
Deal-A-Meal - you name it, I tried it. And yes, I tried
simply eating less and moving more. When you have to lose so
much, it seems like an un-climbable mountain in front of
you.
I ate less and made better choices. I
exercised every day. Of course the surgery made things
easier at first, but it was still a hard, long, and
sometimes painful process. Two years ago, on February 7 - my
39th birthday - I started a blog to track my weight loss and
the journey to surgery and back. I called it ‘Sweeping
Cindy’
http://sweepingcindy.blogspot.com/ – out with the old
and in with the new. My subscribers are behind me 100% and
that kind of support has been invaluable to me in my
journey. I believe sharing your story with others may help
them, but it comes back and helps YOU tenfold.
Now, about a year and a half later, I
have lost 250 pounds, am off all my meds and no longer have
to wear the Darth Vader mask to bed at night. No more aches
& pains - except when I work out too hard - and I sleep
better, think better and yes, look better. I could barely
walk across the room two years ago and now I do sprints on a
treadmill.
My surgeon in Detroit and my family
doctor in Ontario are both thrilled with my progress. I was
the first patient my family doctor had referred for this
surgery, and I have to say she was somewhat skeptical at
first. But she has seen the profound change having surgery
and losing the weight has made in my life. In fact, she is
now referring other patients, and helping them change their
lives as well. I have no regrets as it saved me. I have had
no complications beyond a little nausea; but then I did
exactly what my doctors told me to do. I haven’t even had a
‘dumping’ episode.
Even though I have reached my goal, I
ain't done. It ain't over. The hardest part of weight loss
is maintenance. I will have to work for the rest of my life
to keep this weight off. I must take that very seriously. I
went to the gym the day after reaching my goal, to remind
myself of that. You're not done, Cindy.
A recurring theme in my blogs is
freedom. The pain of being imprisoned in your body by
obesity is something that changes your soul. It limits you
in ways you don’t even realize or understand until you are
free. Free to take a stroll at sunset around the
neighborhood on your husband’s arm. Free to get down on the
floor and play with your kids or grandkids. Free to simply
walk into a room and take a seat without being concerned
that you will break the chair. It’s the little things that
get you caught up in LIFE. This is the way life is supposed
to be! It’s enlightening and empowering to realize this is
how you are supposed to feel!
Everything is brand new; I feel like a
kid discovering new things. I've always been fat so I've had
so much fun trying new things that I never got the chance to
do like riding roller coasters, canoeing, zip lining or
simply walking around downtown browsing the shops. The past
year was like a new world of discovery.
I don’t have a single regret about having this surgery. It
provided me with the tools to take my life back – a life I
didn’t even know was missing.
Cindy Schiketantz
Kitchener, ON
cindi94@gmail.com
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Congratulations Cindy |
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