MM - BBGC - Life After WLS

Can't get to the city for a support group, in MA?

For the Massholes, particularly any of you South of Boston, listen up.  There's a casual Weight Loss Surgery Support Group that is getting underway - and meeting up on Saturday, July 21.  If you want time and location details, you'll need to email me and tell me where you're coming from.  I will eventually need a head-count for our location.  Of course it's early, and you're not required to RSVP now or anything - but I wanted to put it out there - and if you'd like to add yourself to an email list for reminders, please email me with "South Shore WLS Support" in the title to meltingmamamelted@gmail.com.

First in a series: Products To Sell To Fat People.

A blog-reader emailed me a link to this catalog tonight.  It's called Living XL.

"Imagine living free of all discomfort, frustration and inconvenience. Imagine living without the stress that comes when the right product isn't there. A better lifestyle awaits. LivingXL offers a collection of unique, innovative and high quality products for tall and plus-sized men and women to help achieve a more comfortable lifestyle. These products cover every aspect of life; from sunrise to sundown, at work or at play, relaxing or on the go, there is something here to make life easier."

You can live the lifestyle of the morbidly obese!  Sign me up!  Let's do this!

The front page shows us a pretty cute looking couple, 200ish lb woman - and a 250ish lb male.

Certainly they need SUPERSIZE robes, BIG JOHN Toilet Seats, Commodes, Personal Shower Heads, Long-Reach Toenail Clippers.... and, for the right price, you too, can wipe your ass in style:

Now, I understand WHY these products are available, many are a true need, it's just.... I don't know.  Making morbid obesity somewhat glamorous?  Is that the word, even?  Why make it look good?

Wait, you could, be a size eight - and wear a super-sized FANNY pack - that's so glamorous.

Shari's Comment:

About the XL Catalog....

Why make it look good?

I'm going to guess it has something to do with the fact that morbidly obese people's lives are difficult enough without having to look at bad design which touts more substandard poop for them, as if they are less than human or deserving.

I am confused, now. On one hand, bypass surgery is a no no naughty bad thing--- and on the other, "Why are we advertising products for the morbidly obese in an attractive way?" What's the deal, am I supposed to have a fat ass, stay a fat ass and just live with whatever I can get from dumpsters?

You're seriously playing both ends against the middle here, Beth, on this one.

By the way-- I have that Maxx Daddy chair and it ****ing rocks. Light and portable, yet can hold 700 pounds of fat-but-****-you-I-have-the-right-to-leave-my-bedroom-too ass. I'm all for it. I could take it to the park and read a book. I could sit on the sidelines and watch a game. Thank god the people who need these things can find them.

As for the wiper on a stick....sad? Maybe. So is chemo. Would you prefer that the ultra fat NOT wipe?

Dumped.

My husband dug through my bag of Bariatric Advantage samples.  He ate the little bucket of "protein cereal." 

He reviewed it.  "It's good, for 94 calories." 

So, he ate it all.  (Very little actual food.) 

Then he proceeded to say, "You know what?  This would taste good mixed into regular cereal."

Then, he began the ritual of looking for something to eat.  (Yes, after eating the "protein cereal.")

He makes himself a bowl of rice cereal, with banana, raisins and skim milk.

I give him the warning.  "Bob, you know what's going to happen if you eat that.  Don't. Do. It."

He says, "Oh stop, cereal doesn't bother me.  I eat cereal all the time."

I then give him the run-down of the sugar content of his "meal."

Skim milk = 13 grams of sugar in one cup
Rice Cereal = 7-10 grams of sugar
Banana = All fruit sugars
Raisins = Tons of fruit sugars

He then calls out to yell at the kids, whom are sitting with me playing cards.  "If I heah you one moooah time, thas it, you're in bed." 

He's stumbling on his words, I assume he's doing his college homework , and irritated because he was "concentrating" and I tell them to be quiet.  Then, he's quiet, really quiet, like, he fell asleep, even.

I just went in to check on him.  He's Nearly Comatose, on the couch, arms above his head, mouth gaped wide open.  He notices me, then starts to writhe in nausea and and says that he feels like he "needs to puke and it won't. go. away."

I'd be much more of a loving, caring wife if I didn't have WLS also.  I just laughed at him and walked away.  I told him to call me in when he's over it.

Rosie + Elizabeth on the View.

I. need. a. moment.

Dear Nikon Digital Camera,

I loved you while we were together.  I wish you didn't cost three-quarters a mortgage payment, because, I'd have a replacement for you already.  But, I'll wait for you.  I've even added a Tip Jar on the request of a reader.  Soon, you will be in my arms again. I have decided that if I can fund a new camera, I'll learn to really use it this time around, and make it worth the cost.  I'll take wedding photos, kids portraits, anything to validate your cost.

Missing you, dearly.

Update - We Have Insurance Coverage!  I knew it!  I'm bringing her in for service/replacement.  The kicker, it can take eight weeks.  No summer photos.  ARGH.