Where would you be today without WLS?

Hijack

Hey is that new skinnier sexy ******* Lance picture. Dude you look amazing

Well thank you very much and yes that is me with my big new sunglasses haha.

Unemployed for sure, as I was in so much pain that I could barely do my job or even worse, DEAD!

either dead or wishing I was dead.   Life was getting pretty difficult and the fun was pretty much gone.  Definitely the best thing I ever did for myself. 

Well I don't think I would be dead yet, but who knows. I was given a arbitrary 4-5 years for dialysis, leg removal, kidney and or liver failure. Needless to say I wouldn't be out riding a bike! C'ya Bob

You see this fat sum***** right here? In this picture he's  weighing about 450, wearing a 5xlt shirt and a pair of 3x shorts. He can just barely wipe his ass and hasn't seen his **** other than in the mirror, in several years. He has to hold his breath in order to tie his shoes.

Had he not had WLS you could probably add 50 more lbs on to that already tortured frame and put him in a 6xlt shirt and a pair of 4x shorts and you'd be pretty close. Oh and put some scabs and open sores on his calves from the venus stasis dermititus that was starting to develop at about that time and would certainly be more advanced by now.

As it is I'm wearing size 18 shirts and size 42 pants. And I'm not even close to being through. I don't ever want to get to the point where I take this miracle for granted.

Not sure, other than overeating my life was pretty healthy. Rarely went to bars, so little secondhand smoke. Lifetime drinking average has dropped way below one drink a month. And always lots of nookie. So bloodwork/ pressure was still good. I felt fatigued a lot of the time though. I don't seem to get fatigued very easily and if I do happen to, it doesn't last.

I probably would have developed some blood pressure or lipids problem and would be terminally fatigued and less secure around women.

Best Wishes,

Dave

Dead, I suspect.
I could hardly move, on the edge of diabetes, had high blood pressure, dizzy spells, sleep apnea, lots of pain.
Yep, dead . . . or wishing I was.