Why so … Large?
Here I am, 235lbs, sitting on my bed in big ‘ol baggy PJs at 2:17pm. Why, you ask? Why is this rump of a girl so lazy!? Sick, I tell you! Sick! I am sick. With an autoimmune disease that I rather keep to myself. You wouldn’t know what it is anyways.
I was a dancer. A rather large one, tipping the scales at 190, but a dancer all the same. I loved to move. I loved to push myself. I loved to be happy. Then one day, two years ago, I developed this autoimmune disease and it all changed forever.
My doctors put me on many horrible life saving drugs. I am still on most of them today, including prednisone. Prednisone is a evil little bugger. It reduces inflammation and it also makes you gain weight. Predisone gave me the gift of 60 pounds in five months. I saw my body change in ways I wouldn’t have seen in a nightmare. I am full of stripes (stretch marks.) And so full of sadness.
It is hard for me to change this, though I want to desperately. See, because of this autoimmune disease, I am unable to workout. I can hardly walk as it is. I am also still on prednisone. So what does one do?
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