Sometimes I just have to laugh at myself, well either laugh or cry. I was on the treadmill yesterday and started thinking about non scale victories and how bad things had gotten prior to surgery. I do remember a few funny things that being a giant made me do. I thought sharing all of these might help us remember how bad things were and help us keep motivated. So I will start with.............

Breaking a chair in a Mexacan food resturaunt:blush:

Breaking our bed:ohmy:

Breaking the seat in my truck:confused2:

What were yours.......

So manyof these stories sound so familiar. I have broken my bed twice, broken several chairs, not to mention the fear of breaking every chair I sat in @ 384lbs. I was sooo unhappy being fat. So much humiliation. Will never forget the day the bed broke. My husband was wonderful and said it was not put together good. Maybe not, but 384lbs on it did not help either. This weight loss has been great. I already feel like a new person. I already see a person coming out that has been locked inside for many many years. I have always been overweight. I still have a way to go, but I already see myself as a new women. Non-scale victories are GREAT!!!!:smile2:

First I want to say thank you to all of you..you are all so brave for sharing those moments. I actually cried thinking about them..I've experienced so many of them myself. Thanks for the honesty!

Here's mine...

Broke a lot of toilet seats..one being my sisters, which was embarrassing.

Couldn't fit in a booth in a crowded mexican restaurant and had to ask to be reseated.

Broke my aunt's couch that had a wooden base when I was in high school.

My dad having to make boards to put under my bed in the frame so it would hold up under my weight.

Seat belts! Avoiding my friend's car because it's older and the belts don't have much give.

Stress test at the hospital...having one nurse say to the other..why is she doing it w/ the drugs instead of the treadmill? Her whispering..she's too big for the treadmill.

JDsmommy,

Look how far you've come! You're doing great. :blushing:

Hi. I have several embarassing stories, similar to everyones.

In February, My husband and I went to Poland for the weekend and for the first time in my life, I couldn't get my seatbelt to fasten on the plane - I was too embarrased to tell the stewardess and get one of those extention things, so I covered it up with my hand!!!!! That was one of the main indicators for me getting the band.

Also, went on a nursery trip to a farm with my 2 year old. Some of the nursery teachers were there too and he wanted to go on a little ride on the train - I COULDN'T FIT IN :thumbup: I was so ashamed, because everyone was looking - so much so that one of the teachers came over and went on with him instead of me:crying: But, do you know what - what the hell - that was me then - not anymore:tt2:

We have a cheese steak place here that I like to eat at (or at least used to) and they have these large picnic tables in the outdoor area. We I sat on one side and another guy from work was on the other. No problem. food and drinks came and the guy on the other side got up to go to the restroom.

Bad Joo Joo

Drinks and cheese steak went flying, and I landed on my back with the table on top of me. 200 people in the restaurant all stopped and laughed.

And we don't even need to talk about those cheap plastic outdoor chairs. You know the white ones that seem to be everywhere. :thumbup:

I can't wait to kiss these stories goodbye

The ones that come to mind to me are

- Splitting a pair of scrubs in the butt and having a small child announce it to the room "Your pants broke cause your to fats"

- Wedging myself into booths so that I can barely breath.

- Cant fasten buckles on shoes

- Can't zip underarm zips

- Broken Chairs

- Kicked of a ride in Great America because they couldnt close it...haven't been back since.

AWE! These stories make me sad. Here are my stories:

1. I haven't broken a chair yet, but recently I have sat in a few folding chairs and they "made popping noises". So I stood...

2. Shopping with friends in the misses section, while other women stare at you obviously thinking "Are you lost? Plus is upstairs."

Yikes!!

I went to a restaurant and couldn't fit in the booth. Everyone was staring.

I was beginning to waddle and kids at the mall were giggling at me.

Here is a story about how people can be just so damn mean. My husband's very good friend had a party and was "play fighting" outside with some of the girls. Like, he would pretend to push them, then pick them up and set them on the ground. I wanted to play also. I went into the group, and he just pushed me and shoved me to the ground. I fell on my butt in front of a group of guys who just laughed. Nobody helped me up, either. I was so humiliated. I went to the bathroom and cried. Later, this same "friend" accused me of wearing low-cut tops around him because I wanted to sleep with him. I was sick and offended. I wore low cut tops mostly because none of my clothes ever fit right! I told my husband and they are no longer friends. What a jerk, right?

I nearly passed out trying to buckle a pair of sandels at the store. The worker was like, "Do I need to help you?" with disgust in her voice...

Never sitting in a booth, ever.

My fat oozing into my neighbor's seat on planes.

Being told as I was getting on a ride at the fair that I was too big.

Oh the list of humiliation goes on and on............

My list of a few that really bothered me:

• Seatbelt Extenders - Urgh!
  
• Booths
  
• Having Ugly Feet (which eventually led me to get Pedicures) - I couldn't reach them to cut/paint my toenails
  
• Not being able to tie my shoes
  

Now the biggest fat "story" I can think of is when my youngest was about three. We were leaving MIL house and she was at the age where she was running from me. It was her little game. I opened the front door and she took off - straight towards a busy highway. I couldn't catch her! I was screaming for her to stop with tears running down my face. I guess she heard the panick in my voice and stopped right before she got to the road. I don't know what I would have done if I'd have lost her! All because I was too fat to run.

My list of a few that really bothered me:

• Seatbelt Extenders - Urgh!
  
• Booths
  
• Having Ugly Feet (which eventually led me to get Pedicures) - I couldn't reach them to cut/paint my toenails
  
• Not being able to tie my shoes
  

Now the biggest fat "story" I can think of is when my youngest was about three. We were leaving MIL house and she was at the age where she was running from me. It was her little game. I opened the front door and she took off - straight towards a busy highway. I couldn't catch her! I was screaming for her to stop with tears running down my face. I guess she heard the panick in my voice and stopped right before she got to the road. I don't know what I would have done if I'd have lost her! All because I was too fat to run.

I pushed mine down in a parking lot when she was little and running from me. There were a bunch of people watching too. I couldn't catch her and I thought that was less damaging than her getting hit by a car, but still it was horrific.

Not to equate your child to a dog, but my MIL at the time was visiting my house and her pup got out of my house and I live near a very busy street, we all (a bunch of MO people) spent what seemed like a half hour trying to grab that dog. Good thing is was Christmas morning, very few people out on the road. MIL, just stood there with tears streaming down her face....:tt1:

OMG libra! I laughed out loud at work reading about you falling into the entrance of the porn shop! Bear in mind that I am laughing WITH you and not AT you!! We've all been there. Well, maybe not THERE at the porn shop....=)

Robin

No worries! It was a really funny scene. That vacation was full of really weird events. On the day we checked into the hotel, my husband was carrying our two carry on bags and I was rolling the suitcase to the elevator in the lobby. Out of the corner of my eye I see the front desk clerk laughing hysterically. When I turn to see what she's laughing at, there's my husband in the middle of the lobby with a bag in each hand and his shorts down to his ankles!!!! Apparently his pants fell down and he panicked, and with both bags in his hands, completely froze. I lost it....cracking up to the point of not being able to breathe. After what seemed like a few minutes, my husband snapped out of it, put down the bags and pulled up his shorts. We couldn't stop laughing about that one the whole trip...Well, until the scooter incident. :wink2:

OMG libra! I laughed out loud at work reading about you falling into the entrance of the porn shop! Bear in mind that I am laughing WITH you and not AT you!! We've all been there. Well, maybe not THERE at the porn shop....=)

Robin

Ok, here is my fat story/most embarassing moment/last straw: (I feel the tears welling up now)

I LOVE LOVE LOVE roller coasters and I went to Six Flags Great America here in IL where I live, I wanted to ride Batman and the park was PACKED. I waited in line 2 hours, made it to the front of the line, hopped up in my seat, which was a tad bit tight, and then when I tried to close the harness, I WAS TOO FAT, it wouldn't even lock on to the FIRST CLICK, they had FOUR GUYS pushing and pulling this harness just trying to get it to click one time, then they start yelling for some special equipment, I just started begging them to just let me out. I got off the ride and let everyone have their fun. Needless to say I have never cried like that in my life, I left the park and I have not been back since. My secret goal is to lose enough weight to return to Great America and ride EVERY roller coaster in the park.

Lets see, there are too many to actually write all of them down.

-I sat in a chair and it splintered and all 4 legs broke off

-I went to Six Flags and got on a Water ride (round water rafts) with my son, who was about 6 at the time. I had to get off because the seatbelt wouldn't click-I had to let my son ride the ride without me:crying:

-this is a good one I was backing out of a store parking lot with my hubby's truck and a car goes whizzing behind me really, really fast-he then squeals his tires into a parking space and the car comes to an abrupt stop-I look and see an infant car seat facing backwards in the back seat. I was upset-the only thing that came out of my mouth was "nice driving" and for a reply I recieved "eat another cheeseburg, fatty". I know I shouldn't have said anything but I was really down about the comment. I have lost 56 lbs on lapband so far and was really feeling good about myself and now I am thinking obviously I still look quite obese:thumbdown:

-everywhere we go, whether its camping or a soccer game my husband brings "my chair" because I know it will hold me and I won't break it.

-unable to tie my own shoes

-broke a toilet before

-someone told me the floor and furniture shake when I walk

-my son 4yrs old at the time asking "mommy, why is your butt soooo big" I wish you looked like the other mom's at preschool

My goal-to go to disneyworld with my hubby and kids 8 &10-something I have been putting off because of my size.

Some good things:

I went on vacation to Maryland this summer and was able to:

-go down the waterslide

-bike and hike with my family and not be out of breath

-walk for 1 hr every night

-sit crosslegged

-tie my shoes

-sit in other chairs without worrying about breaking them

-slide into a booth with ease

-have my husband and kids put their arms around my waist and say "You feel smaller":thumbup: