Summer 2004

It got to be very hard for me to do anything without getting out of beath. Wehn I walked down the hall at work I had to hold onto the wall for support, pulling myself up the steps when I came home by holding onto the storm door. A few times I have had to pull the chair up to the sink to sit in just so I could do dishes. I hate being ignored and treated like I'm stupid just because I'm fat, yes I said the f word. I have always used over weight but lets face it it amounts to overweight =fat.I have never liked going to the dr, I know no one does but my reason is different. I was afraid I couldn't get on the table or once I got on the stool I couldn't turn around to sit on the table without falling off. My life was a mess and it was only going to get worse unless I did something about it.One day I went to a gym with my daughter and worked out for 45 minutes, which I thought was great and I was really proud of myself. Well let me tell you...I paid for that 45 minute workout for the next three weeks. My knees liked to have killed me and I never went back.