Fat experiences

I was in the hospital almost two years ago for what they thought was congestive heart failure. I passed the stress test, EKG, ECG, and blood work with flying colors. The cardiologists were scratching their heads. It wasn’t CHF, it was probably my thyroid which went berserk again.

When I followed up with my primary care physician I was sitting in the examination room. The doors to each room, which face each other in an octagon shape, were open. He says very loudly “you need a bypass”. I asked why since my heart was fine. He said a gastric bypass. I was mortified because I didn’t know just who heard it besides his nurse and interns. I was also stunned and didn’t know what to say. By the time I got home I was furious. At my next visit I ripped him a new one. He apologized profusely and said he wouldn’t do that intentionally.

I once broke my friends couch when I sat on it. Like broke the shit out of it. It was a cheap ass couch but still.......I was embarrassed as fuck.

Wow nice work on ya, fellas, both those stories are impressive 😀

The checkout guy was right. You were beautiful, and still are.

When my belly first started hanging over my waistband, if I was wearing a shirt that was small (this happened a lot) I would always get looks and they would be like daggers at my belly. It doesn't happen as much now that I have proper fitting shirts and to to be quiet honest, when it does, I enjoy it.

Looking back, I conclude my most embarrassing moment as when a lady referred to me as an Oompah Loompa considering that not only was I overweight but very short for a guy (5'3).

Looking back, I conclude my most embarrassing moment as when a lady referred to me as an Oompah Loompa considering that not only was I overweight but very short for a guy (5'3).

Looking back, I conclude my most embarrassing moment as when a lady referred to me as an Oompah Loompa considering that not only was I overweight but very short for a guy (5'3).

That happened to me a couple of times. Both at county fairs. A bit disheartening for me.

When I was about 60lbs smaller than I am now I was boarding a flight where I had paid extra for an extra legroom seat so I could stretch my legs - it was a long international flight and I wanted to be comfortable. As soon as I was at my seat I asked for a belt extender and after going to check with her supervisor the flight attendant came back and told me I couldn't sit in the extra legroom seat if I needed a belt extender. The justification was that anyone that needed a belt extender wouldn't be able to assist staff to open the emergency exit if there was an emergency.

When I said I was more than capable of assisting in an emergency (which I was confident I could as I was, and still am, very mobile and adequately strong) they just repeated that anyone needing a belt extender could not be counted on to assist staff in an emergency and that it was part of the agreement when selecting the extra leg room seats.

I was made to move to another empty economy seat for the flight and I just did because by this point I didn't want to cause a scene. I was so embarrassed and upset. This was in front of an almost full internationl flight of people. It was one of the worst flgihts of my life because any time I needed to get out of my seat I felt like everyone was staring at me..