Here we go! As usual with each new season, little snippets from each fatbody they'll be showing this season. As is typical, it looks like mostly women. Lots of gasping for breath, lots of moans of pain. No "Owwww, my laaaayg!" yet, though. I'll keep an ear open for it! Man, it looks like this season is going to set a weight record.
Samantha: 35 years old, Denver, Colorado
Hooooly shit. Samantha's abdominal area looks like those gigantic tires used on heavy mining equipment. Yeesh. it's hanging to her damn knees, and as she walks, a piece of it goes between her legs at the knee. She doesn't even try to get in the tub for a shower. Sits on the toilet to bathe. Shower stick! Looks like she lives alone, cause ain't nobody coming to her.so, she can barely reach all around her body to wash, but her toenails are painted. Who did that?
We've some weird bodies on this show, but this one is astonishing. Her gupa sags way lower on the right side. When she walks, the fat on her lower legs ripples like the water in a pond when you drop a stone in.
She has food delibery set up, and the delivery person has to climb the stairs because you know she isn't going down them.
Sob story time! Divorce. Dad was a violent drunk, beat her mom and older brothers and sisters. 150 pounds at 7 years old. Mother couldn't take care of her abd her sister while she was going to nursing school, so the two went back to living with dad, who got remarried. Claims they wouldn't let her eat what she wanted, so she was always hungry - no, you just didn't get your way. 200 pounds at 10. "I didn't want to be told what to eat!" OK, I think the problem is you and not them. 300 pounds at 13. Had no friends - well, if you were as bitchy to people as you were to your parents, no shit. Dropped out of school ay 17 at 400 pounds and got pregnant (how the fuck?). Two weeks after her baby was born, she broke up with her guy. She was 500 pounds. Father was killed in a motorcycle accident when she was 20. When she was 23 or 24, she was over 600 pounds. Somehow she got a job, but since she couldn't stop shoveling crap in her face, she lost her job, couldn't find another. Then she got to 800 pounds. The beginning said 800+ pounds, so we're into unknown territory. She got depressed, took a bunch of pills and her daughter found her - you know, this really cheeses me the fuck off. Who the fuck did you think would fin you, exactly?
grrr.
So now she gets money from feeders. Example: She's eating an entire fucking cake on camera. Her daughter says "Those people think she's beautiful" Girl, those people are loons, helping your mom kill herself. That isn't nice.
Lunch, or second lunch, or whatever -enough Chinese food for a family of four. Dr Gnome has agreed to try to help her, and she's wondering how the hell she's gonna get to Houston. Now she's crying. Whines about suffering every minute and that she's the size of a house and everything hurts. Well, yeah, you weigh more than 800 FUCKING POUNDS! I have to say, that crying she was doing looked a bit on the fake side.
First commercial break 20 minutes in. Great! Time for more coffee! LOL, an ad for sidecar health, one of those fee-negotiated, non-insurance thins like Big Al has. Ad for 1000 Pound Sisters - hi Amy, hi Tammy!
A few days after Samantha talks to Dr Gnome, she starts having severe abdominal pain. At the hospital, she gets a dx of kidney stones. She's too fat for surgery, so they send her home with meds. The whole EMT crew has to help her up the stairs. You know, did it not occur to her to get an apartment on the ground floor once you ballooned up? At least she thanks all the EMTs. She's 6' 2"? Damn. Her daughter's a bit chunky, too. She's got an industrial sized bottle of pepto she's about to drink from. I can just imagine what her stomach looks like.
There are no medical transport companies in the greater Denver area that will agree to take her anywhere, and who can blame them? She's a liability with a capital L. Here are her mom and sister (whom she has not seen in a dozen years I think is what she said), and she has gained 250 pounds since she saw her. Goddamn, she grew two people on her body sine she saw her. She thinks she want to work with animals, be a vet tech. OK, gorl.
I've seen her YT channel, and in the videos in Aprils at least, she's got a cannula for O2, but here she doesn't. Hmm. She's complaining of chest pains, and she feels like her fupa is cutting off the circulation in her leg (as she attempts to grab it and pull it up off her leg, which is impossible) and she also wet the bed twice because she couldn't walk. She's calling 911, explaining all her ailments and at least telling them she's 800+ pounds so they'll send a unit that can transport her (and extra hands). Her daughter says something something, mom is focusing on the negative, she needs to think more positively. I agree, to a point. Too many of these peple keep "I can't do this" as their mantra, and that's a losing mindset.
Commercial break at 35 minutes in. LOL - an ad for nutrisystem. Why didn't she order that - they deliver your food just like fast food crap. Ad for My Big Fat beautiful Life.
EMTs are here, helping her up and to the stairs. Ah, here's the cannula.Oh my god, one of the EMTs is holding her fupa up and walking backwards, leading her to the stairs. Man, Samantha has a potty mouth, I love it, haha. They made it down! Wow, if I had an emergency, I'd want this crew, they're great. They get her on a stretcher and into the transport. Next day: she's been admitted to the hospital and they've been running tests of all kinds. She's too fat to fit in the CT machine (where have we heard that before?). She pissed the hospital be, and the nurses are cleaning it. I foresee a catheter in her future. She's trying to move so they can put pads under her to pee on. Doesn't know when she's going to be able to go see Dr Gnome to show him she's ready to make all the changes, etc. She's ordering food - chicken caesar salad, with RANCH, bowl of grapes, bowl of cottage cheese, Pepsi, chocolate milk, and carrot cake.
No, you are not ready.
Commercials!
Month 3
So, she's been in the hospital for six weeks, and she is not dying. JFC "I'm not losing any weight. Because you're ordering shit food. What kind of hospital doesn't do restricted diets? I don't see a colostomy bag, so is she just pissing in the bed still?
940 pounds! She's gained 140 pounds in a MONTH AND A HALF IN THE HOSPITAL HOLY SHIT.
Video with Dr Gnome. He points out she's just lying around in the hospital bed, and asks her WTF is going on, and she trots out this "I want what I want to eat" bullshit. Blah blah, when she goes home, no cakes! She's just gonna eat chicken and broccoli. I don't believe her, and neither does Dr Gnome. She says the hospital is going to put her on a 2100 calorie diet? WTF, did she not just say they don't do those? Oh, here comes the crocodile tears. "This is a very serious situation, Sam," says Dr Gnome. "I know," she says. He asks her what the plan is. She says she doesn't know, doesn't have one. No shit. If you had a plan you wouldn't be heading toward 1000 pounds.
Dr Gnome has a plan! He's putting her back on the 1200 calorie plan. Yeah, this is going to go well, I predict. Oh, ffs, she's like Big Al, irrationally scared of everything. Dr Gnome says if you don't lose weight, there's nothing we're going to be able to do for you. She's crying, food is her life. Dr Gnome is nice and says your life is more important than food. He also tells her to get off her ass and walk every day (but says it way nicer than me). Onex she gets healthy enough to travel, they'll make arrangements to get her to Houston. Bye!!
Hallway talk with Dr Gnome! He doesn't think she's taking this seriously (and neither do I). His prognosis for her is very poor, he predicts maybe six months if she keeps going the way she's going - and he should know. outlook: POOR.
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With that, we have reached the end of the first hour. Zero progress made.