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Carol Perkins: My neck is sore

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By Carol Perkins

After losing a substantial amount of weight (for me), I was excited for my yearly checkup with my cardiologist in Louisville, who once told me my breathing problem was because I had no neck. He didn't mean it insultingly, but when he gave me that news, my eyes bugged, I looked at Guy, and he nodded as if he knew.

"This time," I said before leaving home, "I'm going to shock the doctor by showing him my neck."

As soon as Dr. A.K. Sharma came into the room, he was outwardly surprised. "You don't look like the same person," he said, pleased that I had taken his advice a year ago and dropped down to a size I haven't been in years.

I couldn't resist. I raised my chin and announced, "Now I have a neck!" He laughed at the joke between us (I had sent him the article I had written about having no neck), but then I continued, "The problem is that the neck I didn't have has now been found, and it's drooping! I have used every cream that I think will work."

He explained the scientific reason for gathering loose skin (my double chin had to go somewhere) and told me to exercise my neck.


He demonstrated a stretching technique that weightlifters use, but I couldn't see beneath his mask. When he lowered his mask, I mimicked the exercise and now sit in my recliner making a face that would scare children. My neck is sore.

Like most dieters, we are always looking for the newest method to lose. One of the funniest encounters with looking for the "fix" happened at a seminar in Louisville about surgery. The room was crowded with hopefuls.

One lady, who was there because her daughter forced her, asked the doctor a pivotal question. "Do you mean I won't be able to have gravy and biscuits?" He replied, "And you won't be able to add butter, either." Her reply was, "I'm outta here." She left the room with an embarrassed daughter.

Once I reached a certain weight, biscuits weren't my issue; I thought I couldn't give up ice cream or Sprite. Now, I can't stand the taste of either. I was a little late to start this serious journey, but maybe I have added years to my life. My next goal is knee replacement surgery! Then a facelift??? NEVER. I'm happy to be able to tie my shoes.


Carol's most recent book, based on a true story, The Case of the Missing Ring, is available through Amazon, both paperback and ebook. You can contact her at carolperkins06@gmail.com.


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