Well
here is my story………………………………..All about Kathy
My
name is Kathy. I am a 34year old, 5 foot 2 inch Irish & Italian gal weighing
296 pounds. I was born and raised in Norristown, Pennsylvania and am the oldest
of four daughters…all of which are under 115lbs. My mother and father were the
ideal couple during my first 11 years of life. You would never know that their
marriage would be failing. This was
the beginning of my food addiction, my comfort, the only thing that would make me
feel better.
At
age 12, I began to use food as a comfort. I was living with my father who was a full time teacher and very into his
schoolwork at the time. He was so depressed about my mother leaving that he mentally could not
even understand me as a teenage girl. I refused to live with my mother and my three sisters. In 8th
grade I weighed 140 pounds. Along with being a cheerleader, I also played softball and volleyball and
still I loved to eat my depression away.
At
age 14, I entered high school weighing about 145 – 150 pounds.
Now this was FAT.
I am only five foot two inches.
All the other kids that I went to school with weighted about 110-120
pounds.
Now that I look back at that weight….I would love to be 145 pounds
again.
During high school, I had my mind set on one man only.
His name was Jimi and I wasted so much of my time with this looser.
I gave up other opportunities to date, which I regret to this day.
Jimi’s abusive ways toward me made me even more depressed.
Food was my comfort.
Drugs and alcohol were my comfort also.
After
high school I worked very hard to get my weight down.
At age 19 I was finally down to 126 pounds.
I looked good!!!
Then that one night….I spent it with Jimi.
A month later I found out that I was pregnant.
What was I going to do?
I was 19 and wanted to go to college, I wanted a life, I wanted to make
something of myself.
But… Having
my son was the most important thing to me at the time.
I
weighted 201 pounds when I delivered
Joseph
Michael.
He was the most beautiful little boy, weighting in at eight pounds 12
ounces.
He is still a handsome 14 ˝yr old and a freshman in high school.
Girls watch out………….:0)
I
finally was starting to work on my weight again.
I was able to get down to 156 pounds and I kept this weight for the next
few years.
Then the depression sunk in more.
The comfort of food was so wonderful that I got pregnant again and
plumped up to 234 pounds before delivering another beautiful baby boy,
Michael
Francis
weighing in at eight pounds ten ounces.
He will be nine in December 2001.
Being
a single mother was difficult and I became more depressed and food was all I
had.
I ate myself into a huge 256 pounds.
I then met the man of my life.
He is so wonderful, loving, caring and accepts me for me.
We have been together now for three and a half years and I have gained 44
pounds since we have been together.
Like they say…I am Fat and Happy.
I am Fat…but I am not happy with myself.
I love food too much.
I love to eat.
Food is my comfort.
I
eat when I am bored; I eat even if I am full. I am a food addict. To me this surgery will be a lifesaver. This surgery
will help me alter my eating habits. I will have the tools to make my eating work for me.
I will have no choice but to work hard at making myself healthy. Diets have not worked for me, redux didn’t work, dexitrim didn’t
work, weight watchers did help, but it was hard not to follow thru, herbal life
worked for a while, but I then became very hungry and wanted to eat more. My
whole body feels yucky!!
I want to be healthy for my self and for my children. I want to run and play with them. I want to enjoy life and participate in activities with my family. I want to be happy, healthy and feel good about myself. I will keep you updated on my progress.
