Pookynator06
Where do I begin! I have been battling the bulge ever since I can remember. My mom says that I was not a big kid but I can remember her and my dad trying to get me to diet. I know I went to weight watchers the first time when I was 12. After puberty the size of my body doubled. I was not always big, I just got very thick and tall. I towered over most of the girls in my class.
In middle school and high school I was always the bigger girl in the school. Not sloppy big just very thick. Was always the last picked for everything did horrible in school did not have very many friends. My self confidence was at an all time low. I tried to stay active tried out for soft ball every year in high school never made the team. I did play ball locally on a summer league. Was in marching band for 4 years. Never went to proms had two boyfriends. I wore a size 16 in high school.
I can not remember the last time I weighed under 200 pounds. I think it was probably in middle school.
I immediatly got a job after high school, quit playing sports and I instantly put on weight. About every 6-12 months I gained 10 or more pounds.
I met my husband in 1998 and began to pack it on like you would not beleive. All I can tell you because I was so blinded by love is when I met him I was wearing a 18 comfortably I am now 8 years later squeezing myself into a 30-32.
This is the end of the rope for me. My arms are so big that the doctor has to use a thigh cuff to get a reading. I was playing around the other day and took my dogs collar (golden retriever) and put it around my arm it would not fit on my upper arm. I have broken chairs, I have had to ask to be moved because I did not fit in a seat. I got asked to get off a ride at an amusement park while a crowd of people watched. I have had huge bruises on my thighs because I do not fit. I have to use the handicap stall in public restrooms most of the time because I cannot manuver. The staring and the name calling is getting old.
Most of all I can deal with all that other stuff. What I can't deal with is the infertillity, the PCOS, the metobolic syndrome, the hypothyroidism, the hypertension, high chlosterol, borderline diabetic, shortness of breath, the pain in my knees, back, feet and ankles, the swolleness, the tiredness, the lack of confidence, the hurt, the guilt, the countless numbers of tries with no sucess, the feeling of knowing that I am going to die soon if I can't fix this.
WLS seems right for me. I can feel it deep down inside. I know it will be tough and I still have to do the work and I expect it to be slow but I know it is the change that I need.
