Your *CLICK* Moment?

When did you have your *CLICK* moment where you finally decided it was time to change your life?

Mine was when I was on airplane and I couldn't fit in the seat.  They had me purchase the seat next to me and to pour salt in my open wounds I had to ask for an extender seat belt because the seat belt wouldn't fit around me.  I was 21 and realized I needed to change my lifestyle then and there and I have never looked back!

What was your moment?

Put me down for the most uncomfortable roller coaster ride ever.

I can think of at least a thousand situations that enforced the fact that I needed to do something - not fitting in seats, children pointing or staring, not wanting to go anywhere, not being able to go to places like amusement parks.  But none of them apparently caused enough pain, discomfort, embarrassment to kick me in the ass!!!  I considered WLS about 5 years ago, but got diagnosed with ovarian cancer instead.  Had surgery and treatment.  I think I'm the only person on the face of the earth who actually put on weight during chemo.  But I thank a very opportune moment with a smart smart doctor when I ended up in the ER for a gallbladder attack.  They decided to keep me and I was scheduled for surgery the next day.  The surgeon came to see me and said "hey, have you considered WLS?  You know they take out your gall bladder when they do it".  And that got the ball rolling again.  I was able to put off the gall bladder surgery until the DS - and I think the fact that I needed to have the gall bladder out too helped the insurance company move things along.  So - I have a chance meeting with a doctor I didn't even know (Dr. Rose) to thank for that.  Which reminds me - I ought to send him a thank you note!!!

The day I didn't go to Target to pick up my prescriptions because I couldn't find a close parking space.  I just left.  I got home and realized, what the hell did I just do?!?

I was outside with my preschooler, she was riding a bike and almost went into the street, and I realized I couldn't have run fast enough to protect her, I couldn't really run due to joint/back issues and being so fat..  I only played with her in the back yard until I had surgery and lost some weight.

I  tore the meniscus in my knee-  3 times. The first time I tore it was in my right knee- it took over a year to heal. The 2nd time I tore it in my left knee.  I  had 3 of my kids get married that summer and of course I tore it just before the first wedding so had to limp around for 4 months until I could do surgery in the fall and the 3rd time was when my husband and I were on vacation. I slipped and tore it again in my right knee. I realized then that I had to get the weight off as I was looking at a double knee replacement from all the damage of being overweight. I now walk gingerly everywhere I go, hoping not to injure my knees. I am doing my surgery in 3 weeks so not long now.

I also had a real eye opener when I was on vacation and had to have emergency hernia repair. My sweet daughter took a picture of me in the hospital bed all doped up on drugs and I looked like a beached whale, unable to move.  Some how those images just never leave your mind. I was so embarrassed to see how large I looked. I have been pursuing a revision since then.

sharon

Walking up the stairs at my daughters preschool. Not being able to fit into ride seats, not being able to keep up with my very active daughter, and a whole host of other things. My new life will start on April 1st!!!! can't wait. 

After 40 years of trying to lose weight and failing I decided that 2012 was going to be the year I finally stayed on a diet.  I spent three months fighting hard on Weigh****chers and lost only 8 pounds.  My husband and I spent three days in San Francisco - not really overeating, and walking A LOT.  I got home and I had gained back every single pound in just three days.  I knew then that I was never going to be able to do it without something drastic.  

My reasons are very personal and embarrassing. Honestly I am sure many here can relate and we do talk about a lot of embarrassing things here, so I will go ahead...

When I started having a hard time in the bathroom and shower...those were the worst and the moments that woke me up but not as much as the fact that I found out in a very embarrassing way that using a public bathroom is something I can no longer do unless it is built a certain way...otherwise I do not come out of that bathroom clean. That was the moment I sat in a public bathroom and cried my heart out and really hurt myself trying to get into a position that was near impossible to clean myself. I did the job but hurt myself pretty bad. Considering my job is mostly on the road and in and out of Nursing homes all day I have to learn which bathrooms I can and cannot use to stay sanitary. =/ I only have one bathroom in my house that I can use as well. Pretty damn pathetic, disgusting and sad. =/

I spent years low carbing, yo-yo dieting, and I noticed after 42 yrs old it was not coming off. I was gaining every year. I started working out 5 nights a week at a gym, cutting my carbs to fewer than 10 per day, and I still could not get below 190 lbs.

I kept going to my doctor, who kept telling me that is just life. I went to an endo and had him test for things. He said that is just life. I found a new doctor. I was told to cut my calories down to 600 per day and work out an hour every day. I was starving all the time.

I had every comorbidity except heart disease. I knew I was falling into a deep hole and the medical infrastructure was not going to help me get out. I started researching then.