Reality I've been watching some tv shows lately, Shaq's kid weight challenge, Honey We're Killing the Kids, Big Medicine, and some institute for obesity.
Last night on the Shaq show there was one young girl whose BMI was 50+, yesterday on Oprah another who also was half fat, and all they kept talking about was how that was a death sentence.
My BMI is 50-51 (depending on the day). Death sentence. That's so hard to hear. And here I am, keeping to my Medifast (not losing), working out, and still nada...and I'm condemned to death.
I don't feel too many symptoms of my obesity, except for aches and pains occasionally and easy injury these days. No sleep apnea, diabetes, etc. (that I'm aware of).
And of course, I don't want a death sentence, but I'm not yet ready for VSG. I've held off on my physical (only because I'm switching health plans because of the new job). But could I be worse off than I feel, in spite of my efforts. How hard that is to accept. How frustrating it is.