by LongWay2go » August 18th, 2004, 3:27 pm
A day in the life of LW2G --
First, a disclaimer. I’m not writing this to evoke sympathy, and some of what I write will be personally embarrassing for me. I’m writing it in hopes that it will set your mind straight and provide the motivation you need to get started, get back on track or see what can happen to you if you don’t.
Now a little history:
When I graduated high school I weighed 169 pounds. In my 20’s I slowly gained to the mid 200’s. I was ok with that. I was very active and even worked two full-time jobs. Not because I needed to, but because I liked being busy and did not mind standing on my feet 18 hours a day. By age 32 I was at 300 pounds. I still worked on my feet, but my feet ached constantly and my legs has begun to hurt. At 35 I weighed 400 pounds. I switched professions and took a sit-down job at a desk because I couldn’t stand the pain of standing long hours anymore. At 40 I was approaching the 500 pound range, and in the summer of 2002 I hit my all time high of 523 pounds. By then I was suffering from extreme hypertension and life-threatening sleep apnea. I couldn’t walk more than a couple of hundred feet without collapsing in exhaustion. The most exhausting thing I did every day was taking my morning shower. My doctor sent me to an orthopedist who said my knees and hips were shot. The ball of my right hip bone was so badly damaged that it was square in X-rays instead of rounded. He put me in a wheelchair and told me to only walk when I had to, and to use a cane when I did. This all crept up on me over years and years of abusing my body with food, and it could easily happen to you!
Now, on to a day in the life of LW2G:
I get up in the morning around 7. The first thing I do is take a vicodene because I am in extreme pain and can barely even get up. Getting up is painful. VERY painful. About an hour later I take a shower to get ready for the day. It takes that long for the vicodene to kick in, so I can move with minimal pain. I keep an office-type task chair in the bathroom. I need that to brush my teeth and shave. I can’t stand while doing those things. It would exhaust me, and I need to save my energy for the shower. After brushing and shaving, I roll over to the tub and turn on the shower. Once the water is the right temperature, I quickly get in and get my shower over with as quickly as possible. It DOES exhaust me, and afterwards I collapse in the chair to regain my breath. While I regain the strength I’ll need to walk to the bedroom to get dressed I put on deodorant and comb my hair.
Then I go to the bedroom to dress. I take my rolling chair with me, as I’ll need it when I stand up from getting dressed. I need two “props” to stand, and usually use a chair on one side and my cane for the other. I sit on the edge of the bed and get dressed. Sometimes I can put on socks, but often I cannot. The pain in my hips is too great and I just can’t reach my foot. At least half of my days, I go sockless in my shoes.
Along about noon or 1 o’clock I take my second vicodene. By then the pain is coming back and if I don’t take the pill I won’t make it through the afternoon. Every time I stand up I have to make sure I have something there to help me get up, and that’s usually a chair. I keep a chair from the dining room next to my recliner in the living room to help me get up. I don’t use my wheelchair in the house, but absolutely must use the cane. Without it I can and have fallen. I keep a second rolling chair in the kitchen so I won’t have to stand while I prepare my shakes. I use one of those reaching “grabber” sticks to take things out of the cabinets, so I won’t have to endure the pain of standing up.
Around 5 or 6 o’clock I take my final vicodene for the day. By then even that doesn’t help much with the pain and I’m pretty much “done” for the day. I spend the rest of the evening in my recliner watching TV. It’s not very comfortable, but I can’t get up from the sofa or loveseat. They sit too low. They are beautiful though, with their custom silk upholstery (they came from Ethan Allen).
About 10:30 or 11:00 I go to sleep. I sleep in the recliner. I haven’t been able to sleep on a bed for 8 months now. When I try, I can’t walk the next day from the pain in my hips.
Why am I sharing this with you (some of you may feel I am inflicting it upon you)? Because it could just as easily happen to you or someone you love! My years of abusing food have done a funny thing. They’ve taught my mind how to lie to my body. My revelation came a few years ago when I realized that deep within my mind, I actually believed I would die if I didn’t eat until I was full. I don’t know where that came from! I didn’t go hungry as a child. My father was wealthy. We never had to do without. I still don’t know where this came from, but now that I know it’s there, I can fight it!
There is one simple fact that makes us fat (or to be politically correct, overweight). We eat more calories than we burn. It doesn’t matter if you are trapped in a chair or a zealous runner. If you eat more than you burn, you’ll gain weight. If you eat less than you burn, you’ll lose weight. Yes, there are health considerations that can contribute one way or the other, but that doesn’t change the one and simple truth. Don’t eat it and it won’t land on your butt!
To prove my point I’ll use my mother in law as an example. She’s nearing 60 and very active. She speed-walks. She has many interests and hobbies. Her home is constantly in a state of remodel in one room or another. She rips out walls and puts in new ones. Anything you can think of, she does! She’s on Weight Watchers and counts her points very carefully. She keeps a food diary. She can’t lose weight despite all this. Why? She picks. As she cooks her healthy heart-smart meals, she picks. I’ve seen her eat a good quarter-pound of turkey, spoons of mashed potatoes and dressing, etc. while cooking a family dinner. Then she sits down to dinner and weighs her food to count her points - very, very carefully! She doesn’t eat dessert. That sumptuous Chocolate-Chocolate cake looks dreamy, but she doesn’t dare. She serves to everyone but herself, then while they rave on the wonderfulness of it, she cleans the knife with her fingers and licks them off. Then she uses the knife to “clean off” the frosting left around the edge of the plate and licks that off too. But she doesn’t have dessert, right?!?
I apologize for this post being so long, (I’ll borrow Guido’s whip for a minute here) but you need to read it because if you are on MF and not losing weight, you are lying to yourself and eating more than you admit. Period! If you are otherwise healthy and do not have a medical problem causing weight gain, you are eating more than you need. If you weren’t, you’d be losing.
Hate me, keep lying to yourself, or do something about it! Put that knife on the cake plate and wash it in the sink instead of licking it clean. Realize that 4 ounces of chicken is not 3, and that extra ounce WILL make a difference!
Still procrastinating? Why do today when you can diet tomorrow? Because you could be another “me” in the making. You could hit 523 pounds. The difference is, you might not survive it.
I now own my own business and am successful in it. I could be driving that little Mercedes convertible that I yearn so badly, except that I need the minivan to haul my wheelchair around. I could have enjoyed that Caribbean cruise I took last October except I had to stay on the ship because I couldn’t walk ashore. I could go to Europe several times a year if I wanted to, except I can’t walk through the airport.
Are you getting the point? I surely do hope so, and I pray you take my message to heart. If you are thinking about starting MF, DO IT. If you are derailed from your plan, GET BACK ON IT. What else could I possibly say to convince you, if my near death and daily life doesn’t do it for you? Please, do it for yourself. I’m begging you, and I’m willing to help. Just send me a note.
- Gerald
08/06/2004
on hiatus until "Vic the Vac" goes away!
WARNING: Don't try this at home, kids...
Euphoria may result!
Is this fun, or WHAT?!?