I know the truth. I needed to take a plane to get to where I was going. I was informed by the airline that because of my size I would have to purchase two seats. I was informed that this was the only way I could board the plane. It was completely unfair, but I didn’t have a choice. I paid for the seat, and I vowed never to fly this stupid airline again with their discriminatory practices. I can’t help it if their seats are too small.
Now that I had bought my ticket, I made my way down the concourse picking up a few snacks along the way. I couldn’t understand why I was being treated this way. I decided to grab a magazine to read while I was waiting and picked one up at the newsstand and started to read it while I drank my supersized soda only to notice all types of ads touting products that promised to show me how to lose weight fast. What were they trying to tell me? I have no issues with my weight. I have a mirror that I look in every day. Nobody needs to tell me that I should lose weight, it’s my body and I’ll treat it how I want to.
The rest of my flight was uneventful, and once I found a cab drive who had a big enough car, I made my way to my hotel. I began to look forward to all of the great restaurants in the town that I was visiting. I had planned my trip around all of the great meals I would have. My itinerary was full of brunches, buffets and late night snacks. I was going to have a good time and I wasn’t too worried about finding time in my day to do my six pack ab exercises along with all of the other exercises I avoid on a daily basis. I had heard that nobody could serve food like they do here and I was not to be stopped in my efforts to check it out. I would leave no dinner roll unturned.
The first place I went to was for breakfast, and all was going well until I tried to get out of my chair. It seemed strange that all of the issues seemed to be focused around me. Could it be because I’m too fat? I dismissed that as a possible excuse and focused my negative energy on the place that I was eating at. It was never my fault before, so it can’t be my fault now. I had been online plenty of times reading how other people have all sorts of issues with their excess weight on discussion forums such as the biggest loser forum, but I wasn’t like the rest of those people. I know that I am not obese.
I didn’t have any other major issues while on my vacation except for calling the paramedics when I had some chest pains, but they said I checked out okay. I was not surprised that I had to purchase an extra ticket again to get home, but I was happy to be in the comforts of my own home. I was always able to fit in all of the furniture at my house and never had a problem with it breaking. The next thing I remember was waking up in a cold white room with monitors everywhere and IV’s attached to my body. The doctor informed me that I had suffered some type of cardiac arrest in my house. A neighbor had come into my home and saw my and quickly dialed 911 to save my life. I didn’t believe that anything like this could happen to someone who was as healthy as I was. My doctor was blunt and he informed me that because I was so fat I was at risk for many things. I couldn’t believe he said that to me. Somewhere in all of those words, I started to believe they might be right, but all I could think of was that it stinks to be overweight.
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