Years ago..my ex grandmother in law (who was really mean to me) bought me 2 pair of underwear for Christmas,,she's dead now. They looked really small so in front of everyone she held them up and said "yall think these will fit Karen? Yeah they'll fit,,see??" Then she stretched them beyond recognition to show everyone that my fat butt would fit those bloomers. Besides the fact she did this in front of 75 family members..some of my ex's cousins were kids my age that I went to school with. I was humiliated and it affected me for years. It probably wouldn't have bothered me so much now but back then I was so insecure and self consious about my weight..it was so embarrassing. I could see others were embarrassed for me and even commented to me about how bad they felt for me,,which made me feel worse. I just wanted it to be over and bury my head somewhere. I wanted to post this so I can get over it..anyone else have a really sucky moment?

FatinIowa where are you having surgery? I'm in Iowa also. Dr. Eibbes is my surgeon.

Try reading it with the voice of extreme sarcasm.

Yes, exactly. Thank you.

I always wondered how I would handle having a special needs kid. My cousin's boy is autistic and I'm not sure I could step up like she did/does. She's amazing.

My daughter is adopted, she is high functioning, but has OCD, anxiety disorder, and reactive attachment disorder. Everyday is a challenge, everyday a little more detached from reality. But it is the path set before me, and with love and patience and all the help I can get, we go forward. She also has a weight issue at 10. I hope that, once I start losing weight, I can be a model for healthy eating. Unfortunately her medications have a big impact on her weight.

My daughter is adopted' date=' she is high functioning, but has OCD, anxiety disorder, and reactive attachment disorder. Everyday is a challenge, everyday a little more detached from reality. But it is the path set before me, and with love and patience and all the help I can get, we go forward. She also has a weight issue at 10. I hope that, once I start losing weight, I can be a model for healthy eating. Unfortunately her medications have a big impact on her weight.[/quote']

My step daughter, 16, is high functioning autistic also. She also has a weight issue. I'm new to all this, as I was just married 10 months ago to their father, and sometimes I get frustrated.

I was 8 years old and 130 pounds. My family went to a local "drive-thru zoo" where there were all kinds of animals. At the end of the attraction there was an area where you could get out of your cars and interact with some of the animals. There was a little sort of "merry-go-round" with pygmy ponies in harnesses which were attached to a wheel and they would walk around in circles with kids on their backs. Now, I had no business trying to get on one of those poor little ponies. But I was 8 and I loved animals (still do), so I did. Well, as you can imagine, the pony couldn't walk with me on its back. It just stood there when the harness wheel started moving. They made me get off and I cried all the way home. I can still feel how that felt and it was 40 years ago.

My step daughter' date=' 16, is high functioning autistic also. She also has a weight issue. I'm new to all this, as I was just married 10 months ago to their father, and sometimes I get frustrated.[/quote']

In box me if you want to talk

You put this so beautifully. I don't understand why it is ok to demean overweight people.

I have had someone in the grocery store congratulate me on my pregnancy, and when I told her I wasn't pregnant she went ahead to point out all the items in my cart that were making me fat.

I am a nurse, and there used to be an extremely obese nurse on the floor, probably close to 400 pounds. One day I was walking in the hallway and some family members pointed at me and said the nurse that took care of their father was even fatter than me. I kept on walking, but couldn't believe someone would say that stuff out loud.

AMAZING...absolutely amazing...

Did I read this right? And for the record, i have a mentally ill autistic child, no parades, just a lot of suffering. Who are you?

I have an autistic child as well. I don't think the poster meant it that way.

My daughter is adopted, she is high functioning, but has OCD, anxiety disorder, and reactive attachment disorder. Everyday is a challenge, everyday a little more detached from reality. But it is the path set before me, and with love and patience and all the help I can get, we go forward. She also has a weight issue at 10. I hope that, once I start losing weight, I can be a model for healthy eating. Unfortunately her medications have a big impact on her weight.

I don't mean to stalk your posts but my son has pervasive developmental disorder, adhd, anxiety and ocd. Maybe we could chat about the kiddos sometime

My daughter has a chromosome deletion called Ring 21. She is one of about 65 known cases in the world. We don't know what DNA was dleted, so we don't know what to expect. We just take it as it comes. She was a major motivating factor in deciding to have surgery. What happens if I can't care for her? She is such a sweet girl and I am proud she calls me Mommy!

I don't mean to stalk your posts but my son has pervasive developmental disorder' date=' adhd, anxiety and ocd. Maybe we could chat about the kiddos sometime [/quote']

Would be grateful to find other "special moms" who are or have been sleeved. If ear most is the fact that I spend so much time at therapists, psychiatrist, partial hospitalization programs, IEPs, that I will have a hard time keeping up with my post op nutritional needs.

I have an autistic child as well. I don't think the poster meant it that way.

No. What I meant is that autistic children were once sent away to a home and now they are celebrated for being unique and special, there is awareness now. They are readily employed. They are more accepted.

Fat people are not accepted any more than they were 30 years ago. Sure there more clothing options, but that's only because someone can make money selling it.

Would be grateful to find other "special moms" who are or have been sleeved. If ear most is the fact that I spend so much time at therapists' date=' psychiatrist, partial hospitalization programs, IEPs, that I will have a hard time keeping up with my post op nutritional needs.[/quote']

I think learning to carry a small ice chest with you wherever you go with whatever special foods you need in it has been helpful to me with my daughter.

Would be grateful to find other "special moms" who are or have been sleeved. If ear most is the fact that I spend so much time at therapists' date=' psychiatrist, partial hospitalization programs, IEPs, that I will have a hard time keeping up with my post op nutritional needs.[/quote']

I too have a special needs son, he is 6 and severely physically and developmentally delayed. The hardest thing for me post op is not being able to pick him up

These stories really made me think. And they were hard to read because I spend so much energy burying my feelings. I have some to add: first, I was not always big. I didn't even break 100lbs until freshman year...needless to say whenever I see people from school I hide.

I work for a hospital and was working in the ER when an older patient said to me, "honey when are you due?" so smiling as best I could I replied "about the same time you are, I'm not pregnant I'm just overweight" don't you know his reply was "oh, you can't lie to me, I know a pregnant woman when I see one.". I just walked away.

One year I had my entire family and my husband's family over for thanksgiving dinner. One aunt who I hadn't seen in years comes walking in and in front of everyone yells "oh my, you sure have put on some weight!". Not even hi, thanks for having me....

I think the worse thing I face is myself... In my head I'm still the thin girl thAt had trouble gaining weight. When I think about me, that's what I see. That in mind, every time I glimpse myself in a mirror in a mall or a store window... Its a shock. It's like each time I have to realize how big I am. Pictures ... Forget it.

I can't wait to get my sleeve. I'll never go back to this.