Lesson - Never Get This Big!

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I saw a photo today of a 910 lb woman being rescued by NYFD and when I did, I felt so sad because it reminded me of how they rescue marine mammals and load them onto medical ships and it must have been really embarrassing to go through this.

At the same time, whenever I read about these really large people stuck in apartments, I wonder how it's possible to ever get that big. I can't fathom it.

When I read into it further, I was amazed to discover this woman is 70 years old! She lived to be 70 and at 910 pounds! To me, it's a bit of a miracle.

No CT scans for this woman.

Beyond obesity lies the realm of "morbid obesity".

Don't know how folks get that way. Probably a mix of genes and lifestyle.

I guess once you get over 400 pounds you cant get out of bed, and you don't work off the calories (but somehow they manage they manage to keep on eating), and the cycle of adding weight just takes off.

Once you got to 400 pounds, you'd need enablers to keep bringing you food.

I hope they took her to one of those assisted living centers for morbidly obese that specialize in taking the weight off.

This seems mortifying and potentially dangerous.

I hope she receives some sort of treatment--a seventy year old shouldn't put this sort of stress on themselves.

I hope she gets the help that she needs. It's a miracle that she's lived to see 70.

I don't know...I watch a lot of "My 600 lb. Life", and that "package" doesn't look big enough to be a 900 lb. woman.

Just think, what if they would not have been able to get her out through the window.

These people get that way because they're addicted to food. They eat things on a daily basis that would feed a small country. Food addiction is the worst because unlike alcohol or smoking, food is something you actually need, so every time you eat anything you "fall off the wagon".

It's the emotional high they get from food. Most obese people don't eat because they're hungry all the time, contrary to what society and the "diet pill people" want us to think. It's because of the emotional pleasure that comes from eating food you like, just like when people take drugs to get high. It's really sad.

It never cease to amaze me that their own family members will keep enabling their poor eating habits. They get big enough to not be able to fend for themselves so now they can give them food that is healthy and not over feed them just because they want more food. I remember that one TV show called "I eat 32,000 calories a Day" whatever it was called, I don't remember the exact name and I kept wondering why or why do their own spouses and children keep on giving them food.

I'm overweight for a number of reasons: 1. Food is a crutch. It's the only way I can cope with all the mental and emotional pain that gets foisted on me most of my miserable life, without becoming stoned or drunk. 2. Being obese certainly turns off a lot of people, since most people only want to screw me over, no matter how nice or respectful I am to others. In short, I live to eat, not eat to live. 3. Growing up, with 3 brothers, and Dad being the breadwinner, proper nutrition was unheard of, since Dad's take home pay was slightly above subsistence. When mom went grocery shopping, she bought the cheapest, and, by extension, the least nutritious items on the shelf. A lot of times, she didn't eat on account there was not enough to go around.

I'm back to emotional eating the last few weeks, no thanks to the jackass I, and the rest of the housemates, have to put up with. A so-called friend of mine started up about my weight this afternoon, and I left him know the jackass is causing all the drama, which is stressing me out, and exacerbating my colitis, since I'm eating nothing but junk again to self-medicate.

GERD kept me from getting too fat though at one time I was technically obese. my health was so bad at that point that I had no choice but to reform my lifestyle. it helped that at work my expanding waist so distorted the clasp of my pants that they were "pressure-welded" together and I was unable to change into my hospital scrubs, and it was my boss who in front of waiting patients had to take a pair of pliars to get me out of my pants. oh, the mortification.

Cabernet sauvignon gives me really horrid stomach burn but I can drink Merlot.

Now that you mention it the bundle on the crane looks about two and half times the size of the fireman riding it. He prolly weighs... 180? So she is only about 450. Half of 900. Still -she's not exactly svelt.