In the fall of 2014, I was 26 years old, and was finishing up my masters degree. I'd been accepted into a PhD program, and this should have one of the happiest times of my life. Yet, I was feeling extremely off, and not like myself at all. To give you some context, I was always a relatively average sized person, maybe even a little on the skinny side. I definitely had no muscle development, despite doing some strength training in college. In high school I dropped a lot of weight due to marching band, and I kept it off all throughout college. I never ate "healthy", or particularly bad. Just a normal diet, with the occasional fast food or snack here and there. I'd say I maintained my weight between 135 to 145 lbs in college.
Now fast forward back to two and a half years post college, at the end of master's program. I found myself in the 200's. My highest weight in my life, and I'd never image that I'd break the 200 mark. Yet, here I was staring at the scale and it was reading 220lbs at the highest ever.
Now weight gain was one issue, but there were some other issues I started to develop over time. Remember I said, I just felt off. Well, that was a bit of an understatement. I felt depressed, miserable, fatigued, and lethargic all day everyday. Nothing really made me snap out of it. On top of that my hair was slowing thinning and coming out on the daily. It got so bad that other people started to notice and pointed it out to me. It was extremely embarrassing to say the least. I also was having trouble swallowing, my neck felt like a huge lump was permanently fixed in my throat. I had no sex drive of course and it was starting to effect my marriage, and my self confidence as a women.
I started a workout and diet plan to see if this would help me in anyway. Guess, what happened? My weight actually increased! At this point, I knew something was wrong. I made an appointment with my primary care doctor in August of 2014. I explained to her that I felt off and I was gaining lots of weight and something wasn't right with me. She essentially told me in some many words that I was "just fat and lazy". She brushed off my requests to get tests done and told me I need to eat better and workout. I was infuriated, needless to say. Luckily, she did do my normal yearly panel of tests, which included a TSH check. I noticed that I had a elevated levels and this was a sign to me that I needed to get this further looked into.
PART 2. COMING SOON...