I am a firm believer in goals. Without striving towards something I lose focus. I need to have that bell to ring, button to push, or number to reach to motivate myself.

Currently I am working on losing 40 pounds. I put up a spot on my blog that is titled "Where's the 40?" and beneath it I post a picture of the number I am at in relation to the 40 pounds. Right now I am still in the high 30's but seeing that number motivates me. It gets me to want to make changes so that number changes, and so I will reach my goal.

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The other night my wife, kids, and I went over to my sister's house for dinner.

Upon arriving we realized we had forgotten a crucial ingredient for the dish my wife was bringing. (Cheese-if you are wondering!)

My wife and I took a quick trip to local grocery store to pick up the cheese and possible get something for dessert. This was not the original plan but it seemed like a good idea to me!

We went into the store and quickly found the cheese she needed.

"Alright, let's go," my wife said assuming we were done!

"Um, I was thinking we should get dessert." I said it with that smile she cannot resist or at least, she makes me think so.

"Alright, what do you want?"

And this is when I freeze up. I have no clue what to get.

"Maybe just some cookies. That sounds good." (READ MORE)

I eat too much.

I know this. I have always had a love for food and an inability to stop when I should. I eat and eat until I feel miserable and then I get more upset for not stopping when I should have!

It's a terrible cycle.

All of this overeating has been the source of my weight gain and the reason my doctor thinks I am someone else. The worst part about it all is the way my clothes are fitting. Or I should say, not fitting.

So recently I started on a journey to lose 40 pounds. So far I am down 5 pounds and am hopeful for a healthy chunk gone this week.

My strategy right now is just tackling portion size and the amount of food I consume. (READ MORE)

Yesterday I wrote about how my endocrinologist assumed I was a type 2 simply because of my current weight.

Today I want to tell you why this is such a problem.

When I went in to see my doctor I wanted to talk to him about using Symilin in my diabetes regimen.

He agreed that it may help with postprandial spikes and possibly some weight loss.

(See yesterday's post for the play by play)

He had his nurse bring in a Symilin pen for me to take home and also gave me a prescription for some more pens. (READ MORE)

On Friday I had an appointment with my endocrinologist. I was looking forward to talking to him about some new ideas I had thought about especially Symilin.

When I told him he was very receptive to the idea of trying Symilin and thinks it may help with some weight loss.

"Most type 2's don't have a problem using Symilin. I have subscribed it often," the doctor said to me.

"Oh but I am a type 1," I tell him in the nicest voice I can muster since I know why he said what he did.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I am just fat." I had this same discussion with his nurse the last time I was here and I thought then that at least it wasn't my actual doctor saying something so stupid. (READ MORE)