Showing posts with label NHS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NHS. Show all posts

Thursday, 27 September 2012

(Another) update on the fitness regime.

I’ve been unusually silent on my fitness regime recently, so it’s probably about time for an update.

My fully catered, hideously expensive diet is paying off, and over two months I have lost about a stone in weight. For a while I didn’t do the diet foods regime because we had lots of social events on and it would have been wasted. And I have probably drunk more wine that I ought, but by and large I think that sort of weight loss in a slow sustainable way is pretty good.

Over the same two month period I have started doing more exercise (the dog walking, as I blogged the other day) and even over my non diet ‘break’ I didn’t put any weight on due to the extra exercise. So I am hoping that when I do exercise and dieting at the same time, I will lose even more.

I have two more months of my catered diet to go, and a goal to lose at least another stone, which will bring me down to the weight I was when I got married in 2003 and hopefully reduce my blood pressure into the bargain. Then I am hoping that with what I have learned about portion control and ‘good’ foods, I will be able to cater for myself and lose even more. I would dearly love to be ten stone again (until I was almost 30, I weighed eight stone but that may be somewhat unrealistic!).

I am on a promise from The Hubby that if I lose enough weight to bring me down to my goal of 10st 10lb, he will buy me a pair of Armani jeans. I don’t think he realised they cost about £350 when he made that promise, but he’ll have to stand by it now, because I’m going to do my utmost to achieve it.

I’m also determined to have a bikini body by the time I go away at the end of the year, and if that could be by the end of September I’d be even more pleased. I haven’t worn a bikini for donkey’s years (probably pre baby) but there’s no reason why not if I can lose my fat belly – I mean, God! The sights you see on the beach and I wonder why I’m worrying.

Apparently you can see the weight loss so far in my face, which was a surprise to me and rather motivating. I knew I had several chins to rival any idol of the Buddha, but I had no idea they had got so bad as too be commented upon. Clearly, they had, and now some of them have gone. Never mind – chin up darling, all of them!

I’m now hoping that the knees and back hold up for me to continue with the walking. It’s a real test, and ideally they will strengthen so that I can do even more and tone up the saggy areas which have embedded themselves due to lack of exercise over the past few years due to injury. I’m not sure what I’ll do if they give way, seeing as we don’t have health insurance any more and I’d be dead before the NHS got round to treating something like that. Resort to crawling, I suppose.

So wish me luck with the next two months. There will be a week’s break in late September when I go on holiday (yes, again!) but apart from that I should be able to focus with few distractions.

Here goes…..

Friday, 9 March 2012

Health insurance - wouldn't be without it!

One of the perks I have had at work up until now is private health insurance. When I first started working there, it was non contributory (ie free), you just had to sign up. For the past year, we have had to pay but at a much reduced rate compared to anything we would be able to get elsewhere. Now, they have written to all scheme members saying that the scheme is no longer financially viable due to a small number of members and high volume of claims, so they are stopping it on 31st March.

As you can imagine if you are a regular reader of this blog and you know about my problems with my back and my knees, I was devastated. I have had several thousand pounds worth of medical consultancy and treatment paid for by this scheme (in fact I am probably one of the main reasons they are cancelling it) and all done much more locally and more quickly than if I had to rely in the National Health Service. Don’t get me wrong, the NHS is brilliant if you are seriously ill or in an emergency, but getting treatment for non chronic conditions means that you can die waiting.

Life is too short and too busy not to have this cover, so now we are investigating alternatives. The Hubby has a BUPA scheme through his work so he is asking whether they will accept me with my previous medical history (I can hear them laughing from here) as they have a ‘medical history disregard’ clause available. I am also investigating whether Aviva, who provided the work based scheme, will continue to take me and getting some independent quotes as well.

It is becoming very apparent that we have had a very good deal for the past few years. Some companies won’t touch me because a) I have come from another provider and b) I have had recent treatment for pre-existing conditions. Those that will are considerably more expensive, more than double in some cases.

Hard up as I am, I am going to have to find this money. Having had so much treatment and not being sure that it has done the final job it is meant to, I simply cannot risk being without cover for the next year or two until I know whether things have settled down and I am fit and healthy again. So the belt will have to be tightened even further, and what we save, pitifully small as it already is, will have to be reduced.

I have final appointments with all my consultants before the end of March, and whereas I was considering not going if things felt OK I will now go along anyway (just to make the bastards pay) and make sure I fully understand what happens next if things don’t work out and I need more treatment. Then at least I can go into any new scheme with a fair idea of what to plan for.

I can do without this hassle, but it is a necessary evil and I need to get it sorted by the end of March, so it won’t last for long. Then at least I can have the security of knowing  whatever I need can be provided, and I have a fighting chance of reaching 2013 without anything outstanding.