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.......

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've been there with the fear of knowing that I couldn't catch my child if she were to run off. She was a runner too, so I just stayed home nearly all of the time. That is such a scary scenario. I'm pretty sure I knocked her down to keep her from running on at least one occasion.

Although I haven't had to get the seat belt extender, the seats on the plane are very small and I always feel bad for the person sitting next to me and break my back trying to lean into the aisle!

Having to get weighed before getting on a helicopter and being forced to sit in the back to level it out.

The server in the chinese restaurant asking my friend if we are sisters because, "she big like you!"

One of my exes telling me that my weight bothered him after 6 months of dating (I hadn't gained any weight in that time frame either!)

Not being able to do exercises in pilates that people twice my age can do.

People telling me...you would be so pretty IF

Going to the spa and the robe not covering me all the way or them having to get the HUGE robe for me

etc...

I felt like I could share here my horrific story that still haunts me. About 5 years ago my boyfriend (now ex) gave me a wonderful birthday present of taking my sky diving, since it was what I always wanted to do. When I went online to do out reservations I started reading and found out i was about 10-15 pounds too heavy to go. I really wanted to go with an instructor tandem (much safer) and well I just couldn't. I was so glad when a few weeks later I broke my foot and could not go. He was 6'6" and weighed all of 169 pounds. He was a runner who could eat everything and not gain a pound. HE is now with a girl who can sky dive... makes me sad.

Needless to say seem to be still in the same situation, in a boot cast for a messed up foot just like that time almost 5 years ago. Makes it hard to loose the weight all on your own when you can't excercise on your foot. Got my fingers crossed that insurance says yes and that next year I will be not only skydiving tandem but be so damn good that I go all by myself!:tongue:

I too, have the same six flags horror!! It was for the tower of terror- I had 2 guys trying to get the belt to buckle with my husband looking on:sad_smile:. I was in tears by the time they let me off. Have they no clue?? Not being able to do stuff with my beautiful children is the worst. I am working on getting the band.

Umm right before getting the lap band I wanted to get a "good" scale to keep track of my weight. I was so excited to get that first weight down. Hubby the kids and I where all standing around it and one by one we all got on it and wrote down our weights. It was my turn!! I stood up on it and then I heard a loud crack!! :crying:I split the scale right down the middle.... OMG you broke the scale , one of my kids said..I started to cry and my hubby jumped in and said that the scale had to be bad and went out and bought me another new one....

There have been many more things happen but this had to of been the worst.

This one made me laugh for a while even though I was mortified by it.

My husband and I used to own a private jet charter business and spent a lot of weekends in Fort Lauderdale. On one particular weekend, we decided to rent a motor scooter and ride the main road along the beach at sunset. BAD IDEA!!! The poor scooter was really struggling to carry both my husband and I. (He's a big guy too!) We started to notice people smiling and pointing at us and (like idiots) we waved back, having no idea what they were smiling about.

Then we're stopped at a red light and this young guy in a convertible pulls up next to us and says, "Um, lady...it looks like you have a tire coming out from your ass." So apparently, all of my fat made the scooter practically invisible!!! All anyone could see were the tires!!! YIKES!!

It gets worse...naturally. So once we realized that we'd become the joke of the strip, we decided to turn around and return the scooter to the shop. My husband pull up along the curb. Now mind you, that in In order to fit both of us on the scooter, I really had to spread my legs and sit rather awkwardly. Well, apparently both of my legs fell asleep. When I went to get off the scooter, my legs went numb and I fell off, right into the entrance of the porn shop next to the scooter rental!!! LMAO!!

I wanna go back to Lauderdale and rent another scooter because this time, everyone will be able to see the rest of the bike and not think I have a tire growing from my behind!!!

Oh gosh, you just gave me a good laugh and I mean that in the nicest way. Just the visual of a tire coming out of your ass, cracks me up!

I am one of those people who can laugh about her weight with those who I love and know where I'm coming from.

Thanks for the great story,

Love ya

ditto to the broken toilet seat, the stupid white chairs at restaurant patios, and seatbelt extenders on the plane.

i also ran into the problem of luggage that was too heavy. i was already having anxiety about fitting on the plane (will i have to sit next to someone - and if so, please do not let them be fat too? can i ask for an extender without dying of embarrassment?) and then i'm told that my suitcase is overweight. :confused:

it was then that i realized that when i lose weight, so will my luggage. plus size clothes are heavy!

Yes they are. I will be glad to say goodbye to them!

LOOL - I love this thread because I totally relate.

I remember sitting on one of those law chairs once and suddenly noticing that I am sitting VERY LOW compared to everyone else - and I am a tall lady. The legs on the chair had BENT because of my weight. I was mortified!!!

Before by BF had her gastric bypass and I had my Lap Band we were in Sears with our children (6 total) The youngest two (about 18 monts old) started running away from us. My friend tried to run after them and slipped and fell, she wet herself because as many of us know big girls can't hold our urine well....When I saw that she was fine we started laughing uncontrollably so much that I then wet myself. So here are two really big girls laughing hysterically with wet pants in the middle of Sears. We stategically left the store by hiding around displays so nobody could see our "oops" which was very visible from behind. We still laugh about this day but in the back of our minds realize why it happened and it makes me a bit sad. HOWEVER That is in the PAST!!!!

Like most of us, I have many, including getting stuck in the back seat of someone's two-door car. It took someone to push and someone else to pull my butt out of there. Here's another one: Visiting with family last week, my step daughter in law who is a lovely girl, (about 5'11" tall, and maybe 150 lbs soaking wet) said I had left a pair of jeans behind when we visited last month. I said "Are you sure?" She said "Well the inseam is about 12" long, and the waist is about 40. You know they wouldn't fit me." She then held them up to herself and waved them around. I couldn't think of anything to say, but my face sure was red. I don't think she realized how rude that sounded, the skinny b****!

I'm pre-band and stand 5'1" and weigh about 215.

This weekend I remembered a new one as it happened again. My friend's son (age 6) commented about how fat someone was on tv. I know that kids do this all the time, but I also think that you should tell the kids that it isn't nice to make comments like that. My friend is heavy too, but I guess she didn't think about it. My aunt's kids always said stuff like, look how fat that person is, I don't want to ever get fat. People don't know how those comments can make you feel like crap even though they aren't directed at you!

I can relate totally. The broken toilet seat a few. I was at a cook out ounce and started started to lean over to pick up my drink and kept right on going onto the ground because to folding chair leg bent. It took two guys to get me up, words can't even describe how I felt. I haven't been on a plane since I was 15 I just refuse to ask for a exstender and I'm about to be 39. However good times are ahead. I'm going to start making a list of all the things being Morbidly Obese has robbed me of and one by one I'm going to do them all !!!!!!!! The day is coming when I will not have to ask for a booth at a resturant. An amusement park wont be an issue, a all day shopping trip, a plane ride, a one size fit all piece of clothing, a folding chair, a chair with side arms. THE DAYS OF BEING DENIED WILL BE COMING TO A END. THANKS TO MY BAND!!!!

I've had a lot of embarassing things happen myself. The two that I remember the most are:

Christmas '07 I went on a cruise with my husband and who was then almost 1yr old. We also went with my parents and their children that still live at home. There was a Water slide on the ship. I didn't go on it for the first few days because I didn't want everyone to see the fat lady going down the slide so I always had my husband take my son with him. Finally, one day my son kept saying to me "mommy" and pointing to the slide. So I gave in and decided to take him on it. I thought who cares what people think my son wants me to take him and that's what was important to me. Well, of course as soon as we start sliding down the slide I get stuck. There wasn't enough water running down the slide to push me down. The slide operator at the top kept telling me lay straight down on your back. That didn't work either. So I basically had to scoot myself down the whole way. Totally embarassing! I was more embarassed that my imediate family had to witness that then I was total strangers seeing me like that. The very next month I went to see my Dr and we decided that I should get a lap band. I'm so glad I did!

One other thing that happened. We have some mushroom chairs with the metal legs on them. I sat in one to watch a movie with my husband and my brother happened to be over at the time and right when I sat down the chair just slowly collapsed under me. I bent one of the metal bars by sitting in it. Oh, that sucked!:confused:

Yea, water slides are the worst! I remember last summer before I had my surgery I went to a water park with my family. There was 1 slide that said you had to weigh under 250 pounds to ride. Well, let's just say I was a little more than that. But my little brother kept wanting me to ride it with him, so I finally gave in. Lucky for me, I made it, but it was hard to enjoy it because I was too afraid I would get stuck. That sure won't happen this year!