Jamie C.
Cancelled with Dr. Salimath
Jan 12, 2009
and changed over to Dr. Rossi in the Peoria surgical group. Dr. Salimath did not preform the deodenal switch sp. I now have to go to their informational meeting April 20th :(. So far away. and On April 6th I go in for a bodpod. I guess its egg shaped and you sit in it and it measures your body fat verse muscle.
So it looks like maybe late fall I'll be ready to have the surgery. which works good coz then I'll have more time to take off of work.
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So it looks like maybe late fall I'll be ready to have the surgery. which works good coz then I'll have more time to take off of work.
The day I realized I was a fat person
Jan 09, 2009
This is going to be long, but I feel I have to write it down so I can keep remembering why I need this surgery so desperately!
In October of 2006, My youngest son was 2. My oldest son has ADHD and a developmental delay and takes medication daily. Since its a narcotic you have to pick it up at the doctors office in paper form and take it to the prescription shop for pickup. The week prior my ignition went out on my car and I had to have to ignition changed. So my new ignition key would be fiffrent for unlocking the doors. I went to bromenn hospital where the doctors office was located. I parked right out in front in patient pickup, because I was just running in a grabbing it. It was so cold out and pouring down rain. i grabbed Braden and when we got back out to the car I realized the ignition key wouldnt unlock my doors. that the door locks key was in the concil. Where the true horror begins
I remember I had a hatch back key (at the time I drove a station wagaon taurus) in my purse. So I get the hatch open and I set braden in the back and I think I can climb over the seat to hit the button to unlock the doors. A piece of cake. I get myself positioned on the back seat and i fall face forth and I wedge upside down one shoulder pinned behind the drivers seat and the other pinned on the backseat. I had a dress on. my face was inplanted in the floor board and i was totally trapped. My baby was in the backend crying. I could do nothing, I kicked I screamed I had a complete panick attack. At any point someone could steal my son and their was nothing I could do. I just kept talking to him. and kept trying to hoist myself to freedom. (remember I'm in front of a hospital). I got myself positioned enough that if someone got close I could see there torso. and I would start kicking the roof and screaming help me!!!! Noone stopped. I was there trapped for 20 min in front of a hospital, hatch back open, baby screaming but my ass showing to the world, of course I had underwear on but you get the point.
Finally this college student passing out fliers to local offices, sees me and I beg her to call 911. She ofcourse calls and she holds my baby who is now freezing and wet from the rain slashing into the car. I had so much fear that she could walk away with him and I would have no clue what her face even looked like. Finally though I was getting help.
Here comes the calvary-
2 ambulances- 1 firetruck- 3 squad cars SIRENS BLARING
here I am a 300 pount women trapped upside down in the back end of a car. Total humilation. To top it off here comes the local paper. Somehow in my panic I wrapped my legs into the seatbelt and they had to cut it off of me. Once I was freed I was so totally ready to get out of there. and everyone wanted me to take a report of the occurences, Couldnt they just see the humilation of the situation and leave me alone. People gocking and talking. I was finally free to leave and I cried myself all the way home. Braden though told everyone "mommy got stuck and the firetruck came".
The next day on the front page to my horror is an article with a picture of me being freed. ofcourse my name wasnt published but it was still my car and my legs. So I thought well the world that knows me no's and i was raised with ettique. So I submitted a thankyou note to that paper thanking those that rescued me.
This was the day I realized how far my obesity had come.
I just wanted to share for myself and others that have found themselves in similiar situations.
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In October of 2006, My youngest son was 2. My oldest son has ADHD and a developmental delay and takes medication daily. Since its a narcotic you have to pick it up at the doctors office in paper form and take it to the prescription shop for pickup. The week prior my ignition went out on my car and I had to have to ignition changed. So my new ignition key would be fiffrent for unlocking the doors. I went to bromenn hospital where the doctors office was located. I parked right out in front in patient pickup, because I was just running in a grabbing it. It was so cold out and pouring down rain. i grabbed Braden and when we got back out to the car I realized the ignition key wouldnt unlock my doors. that the door locks key was in the concil. Where the true horror begins
I remember I had a hatch back key (at the time I drove a station wagaon taurus) in my purse. So I get the hatch open and I set braden in the back and I think I can climb over the seat to hit the button to unlock the doors. A piece of cake. I get myself positioned on the back seat and i fall face forth and I wedge upside down one shoulder pinned behind the drivers seat and the other pinned on the backseat. I had a dress on. my face was inplanted in the floor board and i was totally trapped. My baby was in the backend crying. I could do nothing, I kicked I screamed I had a complete panick attack. At any point someone could steal my son and their was nothing I could do. I just kept talking to him. and kept trying to hoist myself to freedom. (remember I'm in front of a hospital). I got myself positioned enough that if someone got close I could see there torso. and I would start kicking the roof and screaming help me!!!! Noone stopped. I was there trapped for 20 min in front of a hospital, hatch back open, baby screaming but my ass showing to the world, of course I had underwear on but you get the point.
Finally this college student passing out fliers to local offices, sees me and I beg her to call 911. She ofcourse calls and she holds my baby who is now freezing and wet from the rain slashing into the car. I had so much fear that she could walk away with him and I would have no clue what her face even looked like. Finally though I was getting help.
Here comes the calvary-
2 ambulances- 1 firetruck- 3 squad cars SIRENS BLARING
here I am a 300 pount women trapped upside down in the back end of a car. Total humilation. To top it off here comes the local paper. Somehow in my panic I wrapped my legs into the seatbelt and they had to cut it off of me. Once I was freed I was so totally ready to get out of there. and everyone wanted me to take a report of the occurences, Couldnt they just see the humilation of the situation and leave me alone. People gocking and talking. I was finally free to leave and I cried myself all the way home. Braden though told everyone "mommy got stuck and the firetruck came".
The next day on the front page to my horror is an article with a picture of me being freed. ofcourse my name wasnt published but it was still my car and my legs. So I thought well the world that knows me no's and i was raised with ettique. So I submitted a thankyou note to that paper thanking those that rescued me.
This was the day I realized how far my obesity had come.
I just wanted to share for myself and others that have found themselves in similiar situations.
I took the first step!
Jan 05, 2009
Today I took the first step. I have read so many things on the weight loss surgery went to a seminar and so on. and for 2 years my curiosity has been peeked and my weight has balooned. I have struggled with weight since I was 17 and gave birth to my first child. but looking back at those pictures doesnt even compare to what i am today. I am currently 345lbs. I have tried so many weight control systems. Curves, weight watchers. Alli, perscription drugs, starvation, nutri system, achaiberry, grapefruit diet, and so on. everything thats been out their in the last 14 years. Ive tried it. The people at the GNC store know me by name. I've had my blinders on for so long that it was hard to just make the phone call today. When it was done I sat and cried. I go in for a consultation on February 11th and I'm totally clueless of how any of this will proceed. I would love to hear from all of you. I am asking for help to just know there are other people out their that are riding in the same boat. what happens next. its the unknown for me.
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