I know its not such a good title but its honest. Tears are running down my cheaks as I write this..and I feel like your forum is my last hope...Perhaps with people in the same boat, I will get the understanding and support I need to help me to help myself.....
I am obese, obviously or I wouldnt be here. Morbidly obese, if I am to be honest, (which I have to be or nothing is going to work and I am never going to change...if I cant be honest). My weight I dont know, I havent weighed in years and I havent had a photo taken of me in years. But last time I weighed I was well over 200lbs and I suspect I am nearly double that now.
I dont know whether to tell my story now, or just the facts, so for now I will keep it short. As I have said I am morbidly obese....I have COPD, lung disease from too many years of smoking ( gone from 60 a day to smoke free for the last 5 months)....I have out of control diabetes...I am in bed with a ruptured disc..high blood pressure..high cholesterol..and heavens only knows what else.....
What bought me here to you is slightly longer ..please bare with me. A year back a good friend told me, when she learned I could barely walk, due to breathing difficulties, that she would like to take me on a holiday, if I gave up smoking... I smiled and thanked her and said I would try..(it was a lie..I didnt think it even possible to do it...I had been smoking since my teens). I am now old... But five months ago I put out my last cigarette..and had completely forgotten her offer.
Two weeks ago my dear friend arrived at my door..and her first words were, "I hope you are going to get rid of those cigarettes...I have the money for the trip and started the process....here is where we are going..."
She dropped a magazine on the bed with pages marked. I looked at her in shock and then at the book. I am in Australia and the trip was 27 days Canada, Alaska tour...part by coach, part by plane, part by ship. I will go into more detail another day perhaps. Needless to say I was floored...totally floored..I had never been anywhere in my life...I told her I had quit and when and she was over the moon. I was so happy ...so ecstatic...so scared...that for a few days it didnt sink in...it was too overwhelming for me...
Finally realising the trip was in May next year...I descided that I should have a read about travel on plane and what I would need baggage wise, medication wise etc. So I hit Google and...I am so sorry I did....
The first thing that hit me in the face was newspaper articles on the web about an airline who had been court ordered to give an extra seat free to obese passangers...calling them disabled. Then came a story, written none too nicely about a poor 'normal size' person ..forced to stand on a 7 hour flight while a ...while a ( the name given ..varied from fat to obese, depending on the news paper, and some of the in between names used I wont even say...it was horrible), person sat the whole trip. Then came the comments from the public..and all of them were disgusting...things like ........."disgusting fat pig"...."smelly sweaty, fat people who take up half your seat"....I cant go on.....I was sobbing as I read them...
A few days later I thought I would look and see what the planes were like seat wise..on the inside. I was thinking there may be a way I could deal with the weight issue on a plane by seat placement... or buy extra ticket(which I cant afford)...or not go at all....
I stumbled on youtube..and omg it was worse than the newspapers and the comments...people had videos of obese people on the planes and horrible comments...nasty taunts...ugly statements...and a lot saying that obese people shouldnt even be allowed on planes and if they took care of themselves and stopped "shovelling food in their fat faces and got up and did some exercise they wouldnt be like it." and a heck of a lot worse comments.
I also saw storys of how people even mildly obese had been removed from full flights and told to take the next one...I felt mortified.
What had started out as a dream of a lifetime...ended up for me, being a nightmare...I dreamt about the taunts...the uglyness of humanity....I still cry thinking about the things "normal" people were saying....
Then yesterday I stumbled across this site and sat reading and realised I needed people...positive people around me...I need to lose weight...I need to get healthy...not for those "normal" people..not even for the plane trip....but for me...for my grandchildren...so.........here I am....thank you for caring enought to read..and forgive the 'tone' of this post..I can be upbeat....but this has floored me.
HUGS




two pounds a week.....gosh I hope I can do it 
