Patrick wrote:
For as long as I can remember, even back into childhood and adolescence, medical professionals have worked to make me gain weight. I have always been a skinny runt, and only recently has my weight begun increasing. Because I wear washables, weight changes are accommodated simply by changing the pins locations. Being underweight has been a source of envy for some of my friends and acquaintances; however, the weight gain regimens have been anything but positive. I would not wish the dietary supplements I was forced to consume on a sworn enemy.
Believe it or not, I was a skinny runt too growing up. I was so bony you could see my ribs. If you looked closely you could see my heart beating in high school. I didnt actually gain any appreciable weight until I started workig at McDonald's. There I went from a 36 to a 38 to a 42 rather rapidly.
After I recovered from depression and was put on antidepressants, my weight ballooned. Before I knew it i was averaging between 250 and 260 on a scale. Just by quitting drinking, i lost at least 10 LBS. To me, the number on the scale matters less than getting rid of the spare tire that is my gut. I am making progress slowly but surely. In additon to my diapers being roomier on size large, the Number on the scale now reads 236. If I lose 2 lbs a week, i should be down to my short term goal weight of 230 lbs by the end of July.
Peace out!