by buddswife » Thu Dec 27, 2007 4:39 pm
Yes, I'm sure that's how they do it. They also break the backs of tiny women who have advanced osteoporosis after they have died. Any way they can fit you in the crematorium or casket will do.
My problem with some of these obesity-related TV shows is that they always show the people who have gained enormous amounts of weight and maintain that weight through massive overeating - a la your reference to 20 Big Macs a day.
I weigh 426 lbs. I don't eat 20 big macs in a 5-year period, much less in a day. At least 50% of my weight problem, if not more, has been brought on by polycystic ovarian syndrome, medications, and insulin. Since going on insulin in July 2006, I've gained nearly 100 lbs. Another medication I was on for a while put on about 75 lbs. I'm on 4 prescriptions right now that have a side effect of weight gain. I've begged my doctors to take me off of them, but their only answer is gastric bypass surgery, which my current insurance won't approve.
I've been called every derogatory name in the book. I've lost jobs and job interviews, promotions, missed out on movies and shows, missed out on travel, and missed out on a lot of life because of my weight. Yet people still have the misconception that I'm just stuffing my face with bon-bons and enjoying sitting on my fat ass watching "Maury" on daytime tv. I consume roughly 2200 calories in a day. 2800 on a bad day. Everyone who knows me on a personal level will tell you that I do not eat more than an average person on a daily basis. Yet, somehow, because of this weight I carry around, I deserve less respect, less money, less opportunity and less joy than someone who is thin or average.
It's so tiring. I wish people didn't think I wanted to live this way. Pain is my constant companion. Shame is its twin brother. And yes, when I die, and go to be cremated, they will probably chop me up into little pieces to get me into the crematorium. But at least the pain and shame will be gone. Too bad our society can't be a little more forgiving, a little more helpful and a little less judgmental about my weighty issue until that day comes.