MARK B.
12-10-09 WEIGHT 438 BMI 59.5
Dec 10, 2009
12-10-09 WEIGHT 438 BMI 59.5 I AM UNDER 60 THAT MEANS THAT I AN NO LONGER EXTREMELY severely morbidly obese NOW I AM JUST severely morbidly obese DOWN A POUND
LETS PARTY
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LETS PARTY
12-8-09 WINTER IS HERE
Dec 09, 2009
18 DEGREES THIS MORNING
8 INCHES OF SNOW
AUTO ACCIDENT I ENDED UP IN A DITCH TOOK ABOUT 3 HOURS TO GET OUT
HAD TO SHOVEL WALK
12-07-09 support from my sister
Dec 07, 2009
ok, so your sister is not smart enough to figure out how to comment but i did take some time to look at the site. very cool. i love thatyou have kermit on the side :)
i think its good that you have an outlet to get your feelings out. i read the one about your concerns after golden corral day and pizza that nite. you asked, 'what am i going to do when i can't eat this stuff after the surgery?'
well, the answer is...you CAN eat that stuff after surgery...just not all at once.
here is a trick that i learned in weight watchers that maybe will help.
if you want seconds, make yourself work for it. in other words, start out with a single piece of pizza on the plate. leave the box in the kitchen...not in the living room in reaching distance. then, when you finish that piece and want more, well, get up and get ONE more slice. and so on and so forth. eventually you will not feel like gettingup anymore :)
i looked at it as at least i was getting a little bit of movement in between courses, lol.
its not the kind of food so much as it is the portions. if you deny yourself the food, like saying 'no more pizza' all youwill be able to think about is pizza...trust me.
let yourself have a piece or 2 of pizza.
maybe next time you're picking up frozen, pick up a different brand with a smaller size.
just remember big brother, you have me and a bunch of other people pulling for you. you are an amazing man and we would all like to see you live long and healthy.
i'm proud.
mom would be proud too.
i love you
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POST OP DIET GUIDELINES
Dec 06, 2009
I FOUND THIS GUIDE ON DIET AFTER SURGERY
http://www.baptisthealthcare.com/ContentDocuments/EatingForTheNewYou.pdf
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http://www.baptisthealthcare.com/ContentDocuments/EatingForTheNewYou.pdf
12-2-09 GREAT NEWS I WEIGH 26 STONE
Dec 02, 2009
THERE WAS A NEWS STORY ON HERE ABOUT THE HEAVYEST MAN NEEDING A HELLECOPTER TO MOVE HIME AND HIS WAS IN STONE
HAD TO LOOK IT UP
http://www.convertworld.com/en/mass/Stone.html
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HAD TO LOOK IT UP
http://www.convertworld.com/en/mass/Stone.html
LISTEN TO THE LIFE OF THE MORBIDLY OBESE
Dec 01, 2009
LISTEN TO THE LIFE OF THE MORBIDLY OBESE
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LISTEN to the embarrassment we encounter in our every day life. Thename-calling, stares, rude comments and looks of disgust we endurebattling the last acceptable form of discrimination. People we meetthat give us a far wider berth than we need when passing us on thestreet, in the hall…in life. Afraid that somehow our disease of obesitymight be contagious.
LISTEN to our apprehension as we expertly eye the chair. Will we breakit, or will we fit. Will we ever fit into life, as "normal" people knowit?
LISTEN to our agony as we just walk and perform the simple activitiesof daily living on joints screaming in pain from incredible burden theywere never meant to carry.
LISTEN to the pain of our humiliation when ridiculed by a doctor for"allowing" ourselves to get so fat. Realizing even the doctor's officeis not a "safe" place, we tend to neglect our heath even more. Heydoctor, didn't you take an oath to help?
LISTEN to our hopelessness after being turned down over and over for ajob or promotion because we don't "match the corporate image" of theperson they envision for this position.
LISTEN to our guilt. Because of our size, we feel we've cheated thosewe love out of the parent, spouse, child or friend we feel we should'vebeen. Our embarrassment has now become theirs as well.
LISTEN to our anticipation as we eagerly embark on yet anotherdiet . THIS will be the one. This time I WILL SUCEED!
LISTEN to our frustration as once again we fail at another attempt tolose weight, reinforcing once again our feelings of worthlessness,failure and defeat.
LISTEN to our fear for what life holds if we don't have this surgery.We try to ignore it, to stuff it down, but when we are brutally honestwith ourselves, we realize an early death is an almost certainty.
LISTEN to our indecision as we do extensive research, trying tooutweigh the risk of complications (up to and including death) versusthe chance of a new life. A chance to improve our health, move withoutpain, play with our children, the opportunity to just "fit in" tosociety.
LISTEN to our indecision as we second-guess our decision to havesurgery. As we ask ourselves, "Should I try just one more diet?"…Andtell ourselves, "If I only had more willpower."
LISTEN to us as we eagerly meet with the surgeon, with our five- page,single-spaced, list of questions in hand. Let down by the medicalprofession in the past, can I really trust this person who looks at mewith compassion, as he assures me I'm a "good candidate" and he canhelp? Please God, I want to believe him, tell me I'm not setting myselfup for failure once again.
LISTEN to our feelings of helplessness as we place our future in thehands of an insurance company. Fully aware that with a simple denialletter, all the work we have done to this point, may be pointless. Thissurgery is not without cost, physical, emotional and monetary.
LISTEN to our joy as we open the long awaited "approval letter" or obtain financing to make this dream a reality.
LISTEN to us as we grasp for a chance at improved health, of moving with ease and just living life as a "normal" person.
LISTEN to our renewed hope of living long enough to see our childrengrow up, get married, play with grandchildren and grow old alongsideour mate.
LISTEN to our fear as we roll into the surgical suite. The sights, thesmells, the needles, the faceless people behind the masks. Do you care?Do you understand, or will you too make cracks about my weight once I'masleep? My life is now in your hands, please take care of me. I have abrand new life ahead of me, and so much to live for.
LISTEN to the sigh of relief as we wake up in pain…but alive! Stand up,walk a few steps, cough and deep breathe. Sure nurse, whatever you say,I can handle it…because I'm alive!
LISTEN to our delight as the weight starts to drop off, realizing this is for real. We are actually on the losing side.
LISTEN to our misery as the body we once knew so well, now betrays us with nausea and vomiting when we attempt to eat.
LISTEN to our frustration as we attempt to do something as simple as drinking a glass of water.
LISTEN to our panic at the first plateau or weight gain. As that little voice inside tells us, "Once again I'm a failure."
LISTEN to us relax and let out our breath as we watch the numbers onthe scale edge down once again. Plateau over. Renewed hope. Maybe Iwill make it after all.
LISTEN to our efforts to move as we slowly and painfully attempt to exercise in a body that is still morbidly obese.
LISTEN to our confusion as our emotions wreck havoc with us. Why am Icrying? Why do I feel depressed? Why am I mean and snapping at the onesI love? I don't like this person that has taken over my emotions.
LISTEN to our sense of accomplishment the first time we walk a mile. Itrivals the high of any runner completing their first marathon.
LISTEN to our depression when we realize we can no longer soothe ouremotions with food. We now have to learn to feel and deal with theseemotions.
LISTEN to our tears as we mourn the loss of that brief but satisfyingsensation of gratification we once obtained from the "comfort foods" wecan no longer have.
LISTEN to our obsession surrounding the scale, vitamins, protein drinks and carb counts, determined not to fail "this time".
LISTEN to our sense of accomplishment as we pass up that calorie laden,high carbohydrate treat, telling ourselves, "My new life is sweeterthan any dessert."
LISTEN to our elation as we reach that "century mark" that once seemed so distant, but now is a reality.
LISTEN to our resolve to reach our goals. Moving the weight on thescale down another notch, reaching a new "century" of numbers, wearingthe dream outfit and attaining our "goal" weight.
LISTEN to the gratefulness in our hearts as we thank our surgeon fornot only their technical skills, but equally important, theirunderstanding and compassion for the morbidly obese. Thank you doctorfor the opportunity to rejoin society and live life.
LISTEN to our amazement as we come to the realization that "reachinggoal" wasn't the most important thing in life. It was the lessons welearned, the friends we made and the sense of accomplishment we gainedalong the way.
LISTEN, don't talk, don't give advice, don't judge, just listen. Andthen, maybe then, you will start to understand the life of a morbidlyobese person.
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LISTEN to the embarrassment we encounter in our every day life. Thename-calling, stares, rude comments and looks of disgust we endurebattling the last acceptable form of discrimination. People we meetthat give us a far wider berth than we need when passing us on thestreet, in the hall…in life. Afraid that somehow our disease of obesitymight be contagious.
LISTEN to our apprehension as we expertly eye the chair. Will we breakit, or will we fit. Will we ever fit into life, as "normal" people knowit?
LISTEN to our agony as we just walk and perform the simple activitiesof daily living on joints screaming in pain from incredible burden theywere never meant to carry.
LISTEN to the pain of our humiliation when ridiculed by a doctor for"allowing" ourselves to get so fat. Realizing even the doctor's officeis not a "safe" place, we tend to neglect our heath even more. Heydoctor, didn't you take an oath to help?
LISTEN to our hopelessness after being turned down over and over for ajob or promotion because we don't "match the corporate image" of theperson they envision for this position.
LISTEN to our guilt. Because of our size, we feel we've cheated thosewe love out of the parent, spouse, child or friend we feel we should'vebeen. Our embarrassment has now become theirs as well.
LISTEN to our anticipation as we eagerly embark on yet another
LISTEN to our frustration as once again we fail at another attempt tolose weight, reinforcing once again our feelings of worthlessness,failure and defeat.
LISTEN to our fear for what life holds if we don't have this surgery.We try to ignore it, to stuff it down, but when we are brutally honestwith ourselves, we realize an early death is an almost certainty.
LISTEN to our indecision as we do extensive research, trying tooutweigh the risk of complications (up to and including death) versusthe chance of a new life. A chance to improve our health, move withoutpain, play with our children, the opportunity to just "fit in" tosociety.
LISTEN to our indecision as we second-guess our decision to havesurgery. As we ask ourselves, "Should I try just one more diet?"…Andtell ourselves, "If I only had more willpower."
LISTEN to us as we eagerly meet with the surgeon, with our five- page,single-spaced, list of questions in hand. Let down by the medicalprofession in the past, can I really trust this person who looks at mewith compassion, as he assures me I'm a "good candidate" and he canhelp? Please God, I want to believe him, tell me I'm not setting myselfup for failure once again.
LISTEN to our feelings of helplessness as we place our future in thehands of an insurance company. Fully aware that with a simple denialletter, all the work we have done to this point, may be pointless. Thissurgery is not without cost, physical, emotional and monetary.
LISTEN to our joy as we open the long awaited "approval letter" or obtain financing to make this dream a reality.
LISTEN to us as we grasp for a chance at improved health, of moving with ease and just living life as a "normal" person.
LISTEN to our renewed hope of living long enough to see our childrengrow up, get married, play with grandchildren and grow old alongsideour mate.
LISTEN to our fear as we roll into the surgical suite. The sights, thesmells, the needles, the faceless people behind the masks. Do you care?Do you understand, or will you too make cracks about my weight once I'masleep? My life is now in your hands, please take care of me. I have abrand new life ahead of me, and so much to live for.
LISTEN to the sigh of relief as we wake up in pain…but alive! Stand up,walk a few steps, cough and deep breathe. Sure nurse, whatever you say,I can handle it…because I'm alive!
LISTEN to our delight as the weight starts to drop off, realizing this is for real. We are actually on the losing side.
LISTEN to our misery as the body we once knew so well, now betrays us with nausea and vomiting when we attempt to eat.
LISTEN to our frustration as we attempt to do something as simple as drinking a glass of water.
LISTEN to our panic at the first plateau or weight gain. As that little voice inside tells us, "Once again I'm a failure."
LISTEN to us relax and let out our breath as we watch the numbers onthe scale edge down once again. Plateau over. Renewed hope. Maybe Iwill make it after all.
LISTEN to our efforts to move as we slowly and painfully attempt to exercise in a body that is still morbidly obese.
LISTEN to our confusion as our emotions wreck havoc with us. Why am Icrying? Why do I feel depressed? Why am I mean and snapping at the onesI love? I don't like this person that has taken over my emotions.
LISTEN to our sense of accomplishment the first time we walk a mile. Itrivals the high of any runner completing their first marathon.
LISTEN to our depression when we realize we can no longer soothe ouremotions with food. We now have to learn to feel and deal with theseemotions.
LISTEN to our tears as we mourn the loss of that brief but satisfyingsensation of gratification we once obtained from the "comfort foods" wecan no longer have.
LISTEN to our obsession surrounding the scale, vitamins, protein drinks and carb counts, determined not to fail "this time".
LISTEN to our sense of accomplishment as we pass up that calorie laden,high carbohydrate treat, telling ourselves, "My new life is sweeterthan any dessert."
LISTEN to our elation as we reach that "century mark" that once seemed so distant, but now is a reality.
LISTEN to our resolve to reach our goals. Moving the weight on thescale down another notch, reaching a new "century" of numbers, wearingthe dream outfit and attaining our "goal" weight.
LISTEN to the gratefulness in our hearts as we thank our surgeon fornot only their technical skills, but equally important, theirunderstanding and compassion for the morbidly obese. Thank you doctorfor the opportunity to rejoin society and live life.
LISTEN to our amazement as we come to the realization that "reachinggoal" wasn't the most important thing in life. It was the lessons welearned, the friends we made and the sense of accomplishment we gainedalong the way.
LISTEN, don't talk, don't give advice, don't judge, just listen. Andthen, maybe then, you will start to understand the life of a morbidlyobese person.
Have you experienced the Gospel of John?
Dec 01, 2009
Have you experienced the Gospel of John?
If not would you like a free copy of the Gospel of John?
Leave me a message with your address or email at [email protected] with Gospel of John in the subject line and give me your address I will mail you one free with no strings attached I am not going to pressure you to read it , or quiz you on it . I would like to pass the Gospel of John to you so that you can experience it in your life.
Should you wish to discuss t after you have read it we can talk about it
may god bless you all
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If not would you like a free copy of the Gospel of John?
Leave me a message with your address or email at [email protected] with Gospel of John in the subject line and give me your address I will mail you one free with no strings attached I am not going to pressure you to read it , or quiz you on it . I would like to pass the Gospel of John to you so that you can experience it in your life.
Should you wish to discuss t after you have read it we can talk about it
may god bless you all
11-29-09 BAD DAY AT FLAT ROCK
Nov 29, 2009
Today has not been a good day for me with food I went to golden corral for lunch after church I did not do to bad there I had soda with lunch on trip through line plus a large salad and desert For dinner I went to Wal-Mart and bought a take home and bake 16 inch meat lover’s pizza with a 24 oz Pepsi and a box of milk duds Ate all of the candy and soda and half the pizza What will happen when I am on the weight loss diet or after surgery when I can’t eat that stuff?
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11-23-09 hospital Bariatric Care Center orientation
Nov 25, 2009
tonight I went to Ellis hospital for their Bariatric Care Center orientation surgical weight loss program to help qualified patients succeed in safely and effectively losing weight and keeping it off
I was scared to death did not know what to expect thank God that my oldest son was able to go with me
came away with lots of information
cant wait to after first of year when I will have sick and vacation time to use to schedule my surgery
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I was scared to death did not know what to expect thank God that my oldest son was able to go with me
came away with lots of information
cant wait to after first of year when I will have sick and vacation time to use to schedule my surgery
About Me
INDIANAPOLIS, IN
Location
38.7
BMI
Surgery
10/07/2010
Surgery Date
Nov 05, 2009
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