Thank you for sharing your story. My deepest condolences for your loss.

Fortunately I have formed good relationships with my medical practitioners that only approach the issue of better health and fitness through a balanced diet and moderate exercise. Their caring and compassion comes through. I would not accept anything less.

I really wish that folks battling weight issues could all stand up together and deal with fat hate both internally and externally. Fat discrimination is the last bastion of open and accepted prejudice left in our society. Thanks for sharing and I’m so sorry about your dear mother. She deserved so much better.

When I was growing up, my mother wouldn’t go to the doctor very often. Her reason? “They’re just going to tell me I’m too fat.

She crawled around for months with gall stones. By the time she had them removed it was just one big gallstone filling her entire gall bladder.

After I had my first child I started getting horrible stomach pains. My husband would tell me to go to the doctor. My answer? They’re just going to tell me I’m too fat.

It wasn’t until I started crawling on the floor from the pain that memory told me to have my husband take me to the emergency room. They removed my gall bladder three weeks later.