If I could go to the gene store and pick my husband out nice new genes, I would because the ones he got through no fault of his own aren’t the greatest. This fact sent him to the cardiologist last fall who basically told him he was running with a loaded gun and a pair of scissors. Well, that’s not completely true because Mike wasn’t even exercising, but needless to say Dr. Wise (how can you NOT believe a cardio guy with a name like that) impressed upon Mike that he needed to make some life changes.
Being a good wife, I thought I’d go see Dr. Wise too, and Mike and I would weather this aging/life changing stuff together. By the way, if you could buy new genes, you’d want mine, or more accurately the ones my mother gave me. I was certain, Dr. Wise would look at my blood work and consider me a wonder of nature. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen because of a little thing called family history and my dad’s two, count them, quadruple by-pass surgeries. The good doctor acknowledged my great genes but put me on a low dose of Crestor to be on the safe side and said to stop my hormone therapy. OUCH!
This sent me running to MY doctor, the amazing Dr. Jill Mcloughlin, menopause doc extraordinare, because if you don’t like what one doctor is saying, you don’t bother with a second opinion. You just keep looking until you find a doctor who’ll give the answer you want to hear. What the lovely and talented Dr. Jill told me was, weigh the small risks of taking estrogen treatment (there’s a correlation for when you start treatment that makes it more okay than other times) but forgoing estrogen treatment was up to me. The very best thing I could do for myself was to lose weight. DOUBLE OUCH!
The thing is I LOVE food. I love to cook and eat out, and I sit at a computer A LOT. And here’s the great big BUT, I want write and publish LOTS of books and be around to see that. So I’m making life changes. I haven’t jumped on the exercise band wagon YET, but I have cut back on portion size.
I noticed that when I was depending on WEIGHT WATCHER frozen meals (and deserts,) my weight actually went up or at best stayed the same, so I’ve stopped those. Light on the protein. Light on the carbs. Heavy on the veggies seems to work for me.
What started out as something to do for my husband, has ended up being something I’m doing for myself. And it’s really nice to go at this life-changing thing with someone you love, someone you like to compete with. Do we look like Barbie and Ken? No, and don’t hold your breath on that one. But, if we exercise and eat right, we just might be around for each other for a very long time.