F’ed UP BIG TIME and NEED SUPPORT FRIENDS.
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, 01-01-2018 at 01:44 PM (2347 Views)
Here I go AGAIN with my pity me story. I had my surgery in Mexico and was very successful. I lost a total of 120 lbs and went from a size 28 to a 10. My husband was in FL and I was at home in CO. He was there taking care of his father who had dementia, I found it strange that the caretaker knew more about our marriage than I did. So he told me if I wanted to save our marriage I would come see him. At this time I weighed 240 lbs. This is after our wedding in Las Vegas on 12-12-12 at 12:00 in the afternoon. I had to ask for a belt extension on the plane and cried because it finally hit me how large I had become. His father was very prejudice against fat people, sohe would call me his big girl. After I got back to CO, I called and went on a plane weighing 280 lbs to Mexico, I wasn’t scared at all. I had complete trust in the doctor, nurses, and the whole operation. I had surgery and went back home, the weight came right off. I got down to 157 at my smallest. I flew back and forth to FL from CO to spend time with my husband. It was great. My husband picked me up at the airport when I was a size 14, I believe. He said nothing about how good I looked. His father was amazed at how well he did marrying me. All he could do is look at Robert and back at me and say how good he did choosing me. Lol I was elated.
I told my husband to not tell anyone that I had surgery because I didn’t want anyone to say I took the easy way out. I was on a lot psych meds. The doctor never changed the dosage of any medications. Even though I lost almost half of myself. I was very sick. I can remember, my husbands father, sister, him and myself went to Red Lobster for lunch and I ordered the clam chowder. I told Robert I wanted to stay home because I wasn’t feeling well, he insisted. After our lunch was delivered to the table, I fell asleep in my soup. Glasses first and then the hot woke me up. I was so sick. I had fallen asleep or passed out because of the medication and hit 5 cars, ran into my house. I was under so much stress, I can remember eating the marked down cake from Walmart and then throwing it up. I slowly crawled up to a size large, then an extra large and now I sit here writing and I’m a size 2X which is getting too tight. I weigh 225, this is the biggest I’ve been since surgery so now that his father has passed away and he inherited millions, my smaller clothes still in the boxes. Here I lost weight and donated 26 leaf bag size of big size clothes to the ARC and I’m having to buy new large clothes again. I’m a failure. I was talking to my husband about my weight gain and how much it bothered me and he gave me this look like you turned into a fat ass again.
Robert bought me a very expensive treadmill for Xmas, I have anxiety about being alone. I get very paranoid, so my mother and her boyfriend are coming out to stay with me while my husband goes back to Colorado to fix up the house so we can rent it. I’ll be starting my eating healthy again tomorrow. I will keep you up to date on how I am doing. I just need some help being positive and keeping to my eating. If you have any ideas on what would help please write me at my email khunter719@gmail.com. I’m open to anything.