Describe your behavioral and emotional battle with weight control before learning about bariatric surgery.
I am 58 years old; 5'5" tall and my heaviest weight was 269 pounds before my VBG on March 16, 2004. My weight has always been a constant battle. The least amount I remember weighing is 125 pounds when I was 16. I dieted to join the swim team in high school; to get into a prom dress; to go to college; to get into my wedding dress; etc. In order to maintain my weight at about 10 lbs overweight, I tried not to eat bread, potatoes, sweets or fried foods. Since 1971, I have gained approximately 120 lbs. Diets Ive tried: Scarsdale, Atkins, grapefruit, cabage soup, high protein, high carbs, Weight Watchers, Optifast, fasting, Richard Simmons Deal-A-Meal, Susan Powters "Stop the Insanity", hypnosis, Slim Fast; and the list goes on and on. I lost a few pounds on all these diets. In 1988, I lost 40 lbs on the Atkins diet. Thats the most Ive ever lost on a diet. But I yearned for bread, potatoes and pasta, so quit it. I gained back all 40 lbs plus about 10 lbs in 3 years. In 1991, I lost 30 lbs on the Optifast Diet, which was a medically supervised weight loss program through Mercy Hospital in Des Moines, but I was absolutely starving all the time. I gained back all 30 lbs plus about 10 lbs in less than a year. In 1995, I lost 30 lbs on Weight Watchers, but hated those weekly meetings - everyone sitting around lamenting about how they got fat. I know how I got fat. I ate too much and too often!! I gained all 30 lbs back plus about 10 lbs in less than 2 years. In 1997, I went to Greg States, Ph.D., to be hypnotized for weight loss but, of course, that didnt work at all. Thats 75 bucks Ill never see again! I went on a diet every Monday. By Wednesday or Thursday, I was discouraged because I had so much weight to lose and it seemed hopeless, so I bought one of my favorite comfort foods, a bucket of fried chicken or a pizza! My New Years resolution every year is to lose 100 pounds but, alas, the same thing happens. I get so discouraged because I have so far to go. I have frequently wished I were dead.
My low back, hips, legs and feet hurt all the time. I get winded just walking short distances. There are 15 steps up to my condo which I traverse every evening, and it takes 5 minutes to catch my breath when I get home. If Im carrying groceries, etc., I have to rest in between trips to the car. Im tired most of the time. I have frequent heartburn (almost every day; sometimes all day). Ive become an insomniac because I have difficulty breathing, or if I lay on my side, I wake up choking. Its like the weight of my body closes off my wind pipe. It wakes me up every couple of hours. When Im lying on my side, I cant stay that way for more than 20 minutes, because the weight of my body somehow impedes the circulation to my hands, as I wake up at least once a night and sometimes twice with one or both hands numb. I cant lay on my stomach at all, and I cant lay on my sides or back for very long because the weight of my body makes everything ache. I cant remember when I last slept through the night.
Ive had both knees replaced in the last 3 years because of arthritis and broken down joints. They wont last long if I lug all this weight around for the next 20 years. I live a sedentary life. Ive been a legal secretary for 26 years. I live alone and do my own housework and try to walk for exercise a few times a week, weather permitting. I havent had any fun to speak of for at least 10 years, partly because Im ashamed of the way I look so, therefore, dont go out and mingle with people. I have become almost a recluse. My first grandchild was born in January, 2002, and he is the light of my life. But, its difficult for me to take care of him now that hes 2-1/2 years old, because moving my big body around after him is such a struggle. Its often difficult to perform my own personal hygiene regimen, because its sometimes impossible to reach places that need to be reached. My weight is extremely hard on furniture. I destroy an expensive Lazy Boy recliner approximately every 5 to 7 years. My employer buys me a new chair every few years, because I break them down so quickly. They are even kind enough to buy me a much larger chair just to insure my comfort. There arent a lot of pictures of me because I seldom allow myself to be photographed. However, the ones I will allow on special occasions are so depressing. From a picture of me with my daughter when she graduated from high school in 1985, to a picture of me with my grandson a few months ago, Ive just gotten bigger and bigger. My ex-husband jokingly says hell get out his wide-angle lense when hes taking a picture of me. The truth hurts. Enduring cruel comments people make behind my back when they think I can't hear them; the discrimination I face on a daily basis from people who don't really know me as a person; the fact that I can't find anything nice to wear, and how much I hate that person in the mirror had my self-esteem at rock-bottom. Ive raised two great kids and now I have a beautiful grandson and more grandchildren to come in the future. These should be the best years of my life! I have to work at least 8 more years before I can retire and the thought of dragging around all this weight for just that many more years makes everything seem so futile. My cousin, who is the same age I am and weighs about 400 lbs, says that I should just resign myself to the fact that Im going to be a fat girl for the rest of my life and get over it! But, I cant. Ive always held out hope that next year the thin person inside of me will come out. Obesity has severely impaired the quality of my life. I am so ready to completely change my life for the better.
What was (is) the worst thing about being overweight?
Having said all of the above and giving it some serious thought, I think the worst thing about being overweight is that I have just practically dropped out of life. I don't do anything or go anywhere to have fun, unless my children just absolutely hog-tie me and drag me somewhere against my will. I only attend family events because I'm afraid my mother and grandmother, who are in heaven, will slap me if I ever get there! I detest shopping for clothes. Why bother? I frequently drive home from work on Friday night, and never emerge from my home until Monday morning to go back to work.
The discrimination is very hard to endure. Fat people are treated like second-class citizens wherever they go.
If you have had weight loss surgery already, what things do you most enjoy doing now that you weren't able to do before?
I'm walking a lot more, and I do really enjoy that. I guess I'm not doing a whole lot that's different than I did before, it's just that everything I do is easier to do now. My 2-1/2 year old grandson is easier to keep up with now, and I take him on wagon rides and can actually run after him! One thing that is a thrill and that is I can sit on the floor and play with him, and getting up is not nearly the production that it was before. In fact, before surgery, if any repairs required me to get down on the floor, I just had to wait until one of the kids came over and have them do it for me. Yesterday, I got down on the floor to tighten the bolts on my diningroom table and getting up was so much easier than before! That was a real treat!