lejoyrothe
So, my life as an overweight person began in the womb. No, I'm kidding! I was only 4 lbs 10 ounces when I was born. My life as an overweight person began when I was in 4th grade and I got my period and the world of hormones and PMS and all that became my world. To be honest, I didn't look fat at all, nor did I through graduation and in fact, through the tender age of 23, but everyone else of my same age was much smaller. I look back now and realize my fat jeans were in fact my skinny ones and I wasted time bemoaning the fact that was wasn't AS small as others.
I got up to 267 lbs in the summer of 2008 and it occurred to me that I shouldn't weigh that much. I lost 17 lbs and felt a bit better. Then my doctor said I was morbidly obese and I might look into Gastric Bypass. I was like, "Oh, no he di-n't." Okay, not really, but it did make me take a good look at WLS in a more serious manor than I had before. I thought I could "do it on my own" and it never occurred to me that my time was running out. That maybe some of these issues I was having were related to being "morbidly obese" and not just a normal part of aging. It was time to look at not just all the outside factors that had caused the weight in the first place. It was time to look at me. Damn.
