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Cushing's Awareness Challenge - Day 27 - Weight Chart

I have been pretty open about my weight since I started losing, but would've never imagined of telling ANYONE, not even my mom, when I weighed 285lbs. Now that I weigh less, I feel more confident and proud of how far I've come.  So, I am sharing a weight chart that I have kept since 2006, to keep track of the weight I was gaining, and rarely losing. (ignore the lighter purple lines, those were my weight loss goals.



For those wanting to analyze, my starting weight in 2002 was 226lbs, when I suspected I had Cushing's but was not diagnosed.  When I was diagnosed I was 253, in October 2009.  After my first surgery, you can see the drop right before 1/2010, then it went back up to 256 over the next 10 days.  The second surgery was 2/16/10, and my BLA was 9/2/10.  I took myself off steroids 9/25/11, and went back on a few weeks ago, but have seen no slowing down with my weight loss.  I try to record my weight once a week.  I think I only have 15-20 more pounds to go to reach my pre-cushing's 16-17 year old weight.  I used to think I was HUGE at 160lbs, now it's the thinnest I've been in 10 years.  

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