MylesM
I been here (onsite) for months trying to be noisy. Trying to find out the pros and cons on what my peers were thinking and why they needed WLS. I was so impressed with the honesty that most have shared. I did the youtube thing to find out the steps people were taken. Like most people overweight I love food (if dont help that I can COOK or shall I say BURN). I was a chubby cute kid as they called it. Went to Catholic School 12 years so you know I was in uniform. I started getting in shape when I learned that i can hit a baseball. I was in great shape thru high school and college. Felt good and I do mean very good. After Grad School I started gaining, I figured I was always a big guy this might work. Mind you in high school thru college my weight was between 185 to 225. I can remember like it was yesterday when the scale said 250 I was even cool with that. Make a long story short now im a professional musician 15min of fame became is now 15 years later. After grad school I start touring the country and international.Two years ago I was in Arkansas on tour after a show I was looking for my wallet tipping the scales at 385 but, for so reason I did not look big or the F word. For the life of me I could not locate my wallet. Now if you know me you know theirs several things you will never see me with out, my wallet, ring and watch. The weather was bad rain and cold does not make great company. I left my room at the hotel to check the car, Two steps from the bottom (in slow motions at that) right leg decides to keep going while left leg did not want to move. At 385 when you call you know something is going to happen. I tore my Patellar ligament and cracked my patella. (Did I meantion that I live in GA) Accident happened on Saturday evening, Flight home was Sunday afternoon, the hotel was an hour and half away from airport. A friend drove me to the airport, I had to sit in the back seat of the car. The last time I was in any backseat I was a child. The plane ride was painful had a connection flight with a big brace on my leg. Left leg was sticking out in the isle. Some people were very helpful but there were those that didn't care.
I get to ATL wear there is an attendant waiting. Lets just say I had to wait I assume they are coming with the CART, no here comes a wheel chair. (im not going to tell you the unGODly things I said. But Know that I said it). I waited what seem to be forever. The attendant asked me if I can bend my leg, hmm Im in a cast. I was frustrated and decide that the devil was not going to win. I walk well limped crying like a baby then the anger kicked in. A 15min journey took me 45 mins to make. My Wife and son were a blessing to see (thankful that GOD blessed me with a great family). Here we go again this backseat thing or being chauffeur around dont mix. For the next 5 months I had to depend on someone to take me here or there. I HATED IT. GOD was really working on me. I said once I get right and able again Im going to lose correct get rid of the pounds that I dont want. Here I am today, at 330 making progress but at a stand still. I have a lil Myles that is 5 that is so active and I mean ACTIVE. He motivates me with out even knowing what the word means.
I want to have the old school fun again, I want that feeling back where I can play 2 or 3 straight hours get of stage and feel like I can do it all again. Now Im just so drained. I work hard on stage after the show, I need a nap then shower just to get changed. I got a closet FULL of clothes. I want to wear again. So whatever support you can offer, kind words I'll take. GOD BLESS