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When I was seven, my big sister was killed when a baseball hit her in the head. My parents were grief stricken and were both children of alcoholic fathers, so they turned to food for comfort. I was more than happy to eat right along with them. That summer, between June 22 when the tragedy struck, and the beginning oif the next school year, we all three gained thirty pounds each. It has been a battle for me ever since. I was a fat child, a fat teenager(that hurt!) and now a fat adult. I was always pretty accepting of the fact, but in the last seven years I have had so many health problems that my social life revolves around going to the doctors. I think I have one for every part of my body! The worst part is that I can no longer walk without help or drive a car, so I am dependent on my husband. I have tried Weight Watchers several times, Atkins, Physicians Weight Loss Center, Nutrabolic, Fitness Salons, you name it. The weight always comes back! Now I am on insulin and that combined with the inability to work or get much exercise has packed another 90 pounds on me in the last seven years or so. I now weigh 339 pounds and was once up tp 360. I know that this surgery is my last chance and I am so grateful that I have been approved and now scheduled. January 28th will truly be the first day of the rest of my life!.
