Sandy S.
I was average in weight until about age 6. Then every year as evidenced by school pictures, I got fatter and fatter. I hit about 350 in high school and stayed around this number for most of my twenties. I lived with one of my professors in college and for the first time I was around someone who could model appropriate eating. Consequently I was able to lose 160 pounds, and kept it off for a few years. At 29, my father passed away abruptly and I was devastated. I moved back to my home town and gained weight. I did not care about weight at that time. I haven't cared for years. Poof! It is like I woke up, and I am not at 463 and afraid I won't live to raise my children.
I am single parent with two wonderful children. They are 8 and 12, and I want to be around to raise them. I'd also really like to see my grandchildren before I die. I am at 463 right now which is the largest I have ever been. I am really scared now that my weight my lead to my immediate death. For most of my life, I have hovered around 350, but in these past few years my weight has really spiked. I am scared I will fall over dead, and my children will be alone. So, I am investigating the surgery option. I feel pretty desperate. Reading all the success stories is really inspiring. I would love any advice or input. Thanks
