Alia
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I'm on this road of discovery and I was wondering what was the worst experience you had as a 'large' person, or what was the final straw that made you address your weight issue and seek out a solution.
It took me a while to think of this cause so many things have happened to me over the years and actually I'm quite ashamed to say that not one of them was the reason why I chose to go through wls.
I think the most embarrassing thing that happened to me was the last thing that happened to me.
In February last year I went on a trip to Iran with my husband and my newborn son to introduce him to my husbands family. My husband has never mentioned my weight to me, tells me every day how much he loves me, how beautiful I am and how sexy I am (sick buckets outside the door ) As weird as it might sound my husband really has no idea why people have bad attitudes towards overweight people and has no embarrassment about it at all and just sees me as his beautiful wife no matter how big or small I am.
For as long as I can remember every time I have flown I would need the extension for the seatbelt but I would do my utmost to try to get out of it and make it look like I had my seatbelt on cause I would be so embarrassed at them getting the extension and then fitting it while every one was looking. This trip was the first time I had been on a plane with my husband and he saw me struggling with the seatbelt and with out even saying anything he stood up and called out to the steward who had passed us 'can we have the seatbelt extension please'.. My husband is a big man with a big voice and every one heard him and I was totally mortified, I just wanted to die. After gobbing off at him he just looked at me and said baby all I'm interested in is your safety. He could n't understand why I was upset.. Bless him... I then spent the rest of the flight squirming in my seat with the arms digging into me, causing me extreme pain as we had the seats where you could n't lift the arms up other wise I would quite happily have melted into part of my husbands seat too.
After returning from that holiday I vowed that I would n't ever fly again until I was at a weight where I could fit in the normal seatbelt, that the food tray could come down and not be stuck on top of my tummy and that I could actually enjoy the flight and not feel like I'm sitting in a sardine tin!!!
Hubby has told his family we will be going to visit them again at the end of this year... I wonder if my goal would be achievable by then.
It took me a while to think of this cause so many things have happened to me over the years and actually I'm quite ashamed to say that not one of them was the reason why I chose to go through wls.
I think the most embarrassing thing that happened to me was the last thing that happened to me.
In February last year I went on a trip to Iran with my husband and my newborn son to introduce him to my husbands family. My husband has never mentioned my weight to me, tells me every day how much he loves me, how beautiful I am and how sexy I am (sick buckets outside the door ) As weird as it might sound my husband really has no idea why people have bad attitudes towards overweight people and has no embarrassment about it at all and just sees me as his beautiful wife no matter how big or small I am.
For as long as I can remember every time I have flown I would need the extension for the seatbelt but I would do my utmost to try to get out of it and make it look like I had my seatbelt on cause I would be so embarrassed at them getting the extension and then fitting it while every one was looking. This trip was the first time I had been on a plane with my husband and he saw me struggling with the seatbelt and with out even saying anything he stood up and called out to the steward who had passed us 'can we have the seatbelt extension please'.. My husband is a big man with a big voice and every one heard him and I was totally mortified, I just wanted to die. After gobbing off at him he just looked at me and said baby all I'm interested in is your safety. He could n't understand why I was upset.. Bless him... I then spent the rest of the flight squirming in my seat with the arms digging into me, causing me extreme pain as we had the seats where you could n't lift the arms up other wise I would quite happily have melted into part of my husbands seat too.
After returning from that holiday I vowed that I would n't ever fly again until I was at a weight where I could fit in the normal seatbelt, that the food tray could come down and not be stuck on top of my tummy and that I could actually enjoy the flight and not feel like I'm sitting in a sardine tin!!!
Hubby has told his family we will be going to visit them again at the end of this year... I wonder if my goal would be achievable by then.