The Decision to Change: Choosing Myself

The moment I saw those results—pre-diabetes, high blood pressure, sleep apnea, and signs of fatty liver—something in me broke. As a nurse, I knew exactly what they meant. But as a woman, I was terrified. I saw the road ahead: insulin, liver damage, nerve pain, and complete exhaustion. That day, I realized how serious it was.

The truth is, I had been struggling for years. I was addicted to food. It was my comfort, my escape—until it became a trap. I ignored the guilt, the cravings, and even my husband’s concern because deep down, I knew he was right. But I wasn’t ready to face it. Until that day. I didn’t wait for a perfect plan. I just started. Small steps—moving my body, choosing better food, drinking water, getting more rest. It wasn’t easy. Some days I slipped. But I wasn’t chasing skinny—I was chasing freedom.

That choice—to finally choose me—changed everything. And from that moment, Nurse Aylyn was born.