I have been heavy all my life! When I was a kid I had a great grandmother who got up early in the morning and fixed all the good things I liked to eat for breakfast, then she would start fixing dinner. She didn't fix meat and two sides, she would cook about 3 different meats, 5 different sides and rolls, 3 different desserts. When I was a chubby kid everybody in my family thought I was so cute to the point I got my cheeks pinched just about everyday. Now, as a obese adult it's no longer cute, it's dangerous! The same people who loved me as a chubby kid, saying "How Cute!" are the same ones now saying "You got to do something!" I have a lot of support from family and friends now that I'm on the journey of WLS, especially my mom who has seen what I've been going through for 31 of my 41 yrs. My husband is also supportive! He is a big person himself, but he walks to just about every place around where we live. He tries to get me to walk but he just doesn't understand how hard it is for me at the weight I am. I weigh more than him, can wear his shirts and they fit me just right, which depress me....his shirts should be hanging off me not fitting me. But the time will come SOON I'm hoping when my own clothes will no longer fit, when I can walk two blocks, when I can go up the stairs without breathing hard. It will be an emotional day for me!

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