wildwildbil
New member
Hey there. Here's the deal, I'm a 37 year old man who survived a stroke almost 18 months ago. Yes that's right a stroke. I now have a part of my brain that is pretty much worthless.
The good news... I have recovered well. If I don't want you to know I have had a stroke, you won't. I ain't no Tedy Bruschi, but if I take my time and think about what I am doing I make it look good.
The bad news, I was fat before the stroke, I lost weight in the hospital, and now, with the residual pain I do have, plus what I think is effects from some of my meds, I have become lazy and have reached weights I once swore I would kill myself if I ever reached.
Suicide is not an option, it never was. But I am feeling like I am killing myself every day. I need help! I need help badly! I feel the real possibility of dying sooner rather than later if I don't shed a few pounds. I was lucky once, next time I might not be. I don't care if I ever look good with my shirt off! I don't care if I am ever called thin! I just want to get healthy so that I can see my kids graduate/marry/and produce another generation.
Almost 2 years ago I quit using smokeless tobacco thanks to some fools I found on the internet. I say that because I know this kind of stuff can work, and more importantly it can work for me.
Oh, you may have noticed I called myself fat. I know we live in a society where people are easily offended, but I truly do not intend to offend anyone. I am the only FAT person I know. I don't judge others and will never use the terms I use for me in reference to others. But I don't deny who and or what I am.
The good news... I have recovered well. If I don't want you to know I have had a stroke, you won't. I ain't no Tedy Bruschi, but if I take my time and think about what I am doing I make it look good.
The bad news, I was fat before the stroke, I lost weight in the hospital, and now, with the residual pain I do have, plus what I think is effects from some of my meds, I have become lazy and have reached weights I once swore I would kill myself if I ever reached.
Suicide is not an option, it never was. But I am feeling like I am killing myself every day. I need help! I need help badly! I feel the real possibility of dying sooner rather than later if I don't shed a few pounds. I was lucky once, next time I might not be. I don't care if I ever look good with my shirt off! I don't care if I am ever called thin! I just want to get healthy so that I can see my kids graduate/marry/and produce another generation.
Almost 2 years ago I quit using smokeless tobacco thanks to some fools I found on the internet. I say that because I know this kind of stuff can work, and more importantly it can work for me.
Oh, you may have noticed I called myself fat. I know we live in a society where people are easily offended, but I truly do not intend to offend anyone. I am the only FAT person I know. I don't judge others and will never use the terms I use for me in reference to others. But I don't deny who and or what I am.