From One Woman To Another
I wore jeans to every pool party for 9 years. Last Saturday, I wore a swimsuit.
I was the woman in jeans at the barbecue. At the beach. At my own daughter's pool party in July, 96 degrees outside, and I was sitting on a chair in dark denim while everyone else was in the water.
My legs had become something I hid. Not because they were big. Because they didn't match the rest of me. Swollen. Heavy. Bruised if someone barely brushed against me. By 3 PM every day, they ached like I'd been standing for 12 hours even when I hadn't.
I tried every diet. Every exercise. Every compression stocking my doctor threw at me. My waist shrunk. My arms got toned. My legs stayed exactly the same. Nine years of hiding. Nine summers sitting on the side.
Then my sister sent me a link. It wasn't about weight. It was about a clogged drainage system inside my body that no diet could unclog and no doctor had ever checked. I ordered the drops that night.
By week 2, the deep sock marks were gone before lunch. By week 4, I tried on old capris and they fit. By week 6, I stood in front of my bathroom mirror in a swimsuit and didn't cry.
Last Saturday, my daughter had a pool party. I walked out in a one-piece. My granddaughter grabbed my hand and pulled me into the water. And for the first time in nine years, I didn't sit on the side.
I spent 9 years blaming my body. It took 6 weeks to realize my body was never the problem.
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