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Archive for December, 2006

Dec
28/06
Losses & Gains
Last Updated on Thursday, 7 January 2010 08:41
Written by Melinda
Thursday, December 28th, 2006

I am feeling great! Since being in the Succeed program which started in May, I have now lost 64 pounds. My clothes sizes are all going down and I have been through 4 wardrobes. The pants I started out in were size 22, and shirts were 2X. Now I am in a size 16 pant and XL tops. It feels wonderful to have an outfit where I can tuck the shirt in to my pants and wear a nice belt. Before surgery, I would have never worn a shirt tucked in.

I had a fantastic Christmas with my family and friends… Santa brought me so much and what he didn’t bring, I bought for myself! It was a joy to give presents this year. I felt better about myself and wanted to help others feel better too. I can now cross my legs without pulling my foot up! And my shoe laces aren’t crooked anymore because I don’t have to tie them with my foot twisted sideways on my knee. My parents bought me a beautiful red dress, which I am not able to wear yet.  My 8 yr old nephew said, “She will never get into that!” But look out little kiddy… I am coming up fierce and mean…. I am going to be in that little red dress before you can say “milkshake and fries!”

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Dec
17/06
High School Memory
Last Updated on Sunday, 17 December 2006 06:00
Written by Melinda
Sunday, December 17th, 2006

This evening I decided to go shopping and stopped at the Dollar Tree. I parked the car, got out and stopped to watch for passing traffic before crossing toward the store entrance. A guy driving through the parking lot came to a stop and waved his hand, saying “Ladies first.” This action took me by suprise as I felt no animosity or humor in his voice. I was grateful, and proceeded to cross, held my head up high and pondered this for some time.

This small episode triggered a memory that I had from when I was a teenager. More specifically, a sophomore in high school. I was walking to a friends house one afternoon and a group of high school boys came riding by in a jeep, the kind that you can take the top off of. They were hollering at me, whistling, saying things like “Hey, sexy! Do you want to go on a date!?” “Woohooo!” I can still hear their laughter as they zoomed out of sight.

Ever since then, when I see someone EVEN looking my way, I think they are making fun of me or judging me due to my obesity. I have a hard time accepting compliments from men, for fear that its some sort of sick sense of humor. Surely they could not find attractiveness in this blob of flesh… not when I’ve been made fun of, tormented, laughed and scoffed at, and hurled insults such as “hey fatty!” It’s of little wonder that I could not love myself when it appeared that my self worth had been dwindled away to nothing by mean spirited people, male and female alike.

It hurts A LOT to be made fun of, regardless of the reason. Whether a person is skinny, obese, tall, short, blonde, brunette, black, white, whatever the circumstance may be – it hurts to be insulted. It stings and scars one’s heart to the very core of their being. And, if done on a repeat basis, it eats away dignity and confidence until there is nothing left except insecurity and doubt.

It took me twenty years to share what those high school boys did (it happened in approximately 1986, and I didn’t tell anyone until 2006). It was humiliating, embarrassing, caused me to feel such pain inside.

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Dec
17/06
2nd Admission – Stricture
Last Updated on Sunday, 17 December 2006 06:00
Written by Melinda
Sunday, December 17th, 2006

I was in the hospital again a few weeks ago – from a Thursday afternoon until Tuesday afternoon. I shared with Dr. Houston that I was throwing everything up, I was weak all the time, and one day at work had an episode where I knew something was wrong.  Also, the smell, site or even very word food made me nauseous!  I could not eat food, talk about food, think about food.  I hated food. His suggestion:  go to the hospital for check-in.

The doctor ordered IV’s for dehydration and a scope. It was found that I had a stricture and that’s why I was not able to eat much. Instead of being the size of a thumb, my stomach was the size of a bic inkpen barrell. I was basically starving to death and malnourished for eight weeks. They dilated a balloon and stretched my stomach opening. I am able to eat again!

Many have asked why I had the stricture and if the doctor was responsible. But, I knew full well that this was a risk of surgery, just one of possible things that could happen. Some people’s bodies do it, others do not.

I am feeling much stronger as I’m able to get in the protein. It was so bad before, I would get sick just to hear about food. I was not able to eat there at the end. My body rejected even the sound or thought of food. Not now! I am finally getting the protein and liking eggs again.

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