I am so ready for my life to change FOR THE GOOD

May 31, 2014

My name is Jeanette and I am 46 years old 5 feet 3 inches 259 pounds with a BMI of 45.2. I was raised on welfare and my mother as sweet and loving as she was she would give use bread a butter before dinner to pre-fill our belly's to make the food stretch father and that's when my love for carbs began. At 13 I was rapped by a family member multiple times in a 6 month period and that's when I changed but never knew why until many years later. I became a chunky girl and continued to grow as a teenager I would be called a chunky,fat stupid,lazy female so again I turned to my best friend (food sweets) never realizing I was sabotaging myself by getting heavier. I was also a child of divorce and every time my father did not want anything to to with me but did with my 2 older sisters I again ate and ate and ate. At 17 I knew I had to make a change and went to join the military and was told I had to loss 20 pounds,so I did it, yet in the most unhealthy ways starving myself and using laxatives and got the weight off. I went to basic training returned home for my senior year of high school and seriously that was the only thing that kept me diligently watching what went on my mouth because I was on their watch list for what they call the chubby brigade (a group of overweight soldiers who had to do extra physical training during their reserve meetings)I struggled with it daily.

On October 2,1987 I gave birth to my son yet also gained 100 pounds and was never able to get it all off, I then was blessed on September 22,1990 I gave birth to my daughter and packed on another 80 pounds.

Then tragedy struck I was crushed by a fork lift on 9-17-1991 resulting in the loss of my left leg and major back issues,yet while in the hospital and in the rehab units I was able to get to lose weight(120 pds) and was then discharged with the hopes and dreams I can and will keep them off. I was doing ok then My first husband decided to leave saying he could not live with a woman who was not whole not able to do what we used to do as a family and I turned back to food my always and faithful friend,I learned my stomach for the most part never had a bottom and could never fill it I could eat for hours and still not get full.

For the past 10 years I have been trying to do it on my own but it is hard to do with all the injuries from my accident and the loss of they leg. Yes partly excuse, lack of will power, lack of education, and loss of hope, but now I have hope I was told I qualify for the bypass surgery, and went to my first information meeting and support group meeting. FOR THE FIRST TIME I FEEL I HAVE HOPE, I can lose weight, yet better than that walk again on a prosthetic something I have not truly done since 1998, this will give me more independence ans more self confidence and less dependency on others for help

I go to see the Bariatric team 6-22-2014 and   invite you to follow me on me journey

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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