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I don't think they made her do anything; just like they didn't make other people on the show ride in small cars or stretch out in the back of a van. I imagine she thought it would be the faster, and less painful, route to Dr. Now, compared to driving from Seattle, but it didn't work out that way. She wanted to be on the show or have the surgery paid for. As she herself mentions, someone in Seattle could have started her on a program. Had she done this, she might have been able to have the surgery in Seattle or be in better condition to travel to Houston. She didn't do it. She put all of the responsibility on Dr.Now ("If he doesn't help, I guess he'll just let me die." ) instead of on herself. She couldn't comply even after she got to Houston. I understand that being alone was problematic for her. It may have even contributed to her addiction, but she had multiple opportunities locally and thru Dr Now to start changing and she didn't pursue any of them. It's hard for me to be sympathetic. I actually paid for this episode on amazon and have watched it a few times because I did want to take time to get a real feeling for her vs the fast and snarky comments that happen when the show airs. I'm still not a fan.

Is Donna the Asian woman who lives with her (I don't know anyone's name other than Twit, Buddy & her parents- they all kinda run together for me)? She has to have live-in personal assistance and she doesn't see that as a problem for a 30-something? Her fans can't possibly think that needing an assistant means she's having a fabulous fat life - and just to bring it up again, there are disabled and very elderly people who take care of themselves just fine, thank you.

OK - that's something I didn't consider.

I don't know if this has been mentioned elsewhere, but if Twit can't take care of her chub rub - can she take care of her monthly issues? Can she not reach between her legs? Mother of Mercy...if she can't, how the heck does she see herself as healthy and fabulous?

I went down to make dinner and mine was dead on the kitchen floor. Life sucks indeed. On the other hand, they were living together for years. As much as I believe in people being legally married and not just living together, I don't know what else she was expecting from marriage. Even after WLS, he would have needed a lot of help and additional surgeries before he was anywhere near normal. They should have gotten married earlier. Or, she should have walked when she saw that their life was basically going to be her taking care of him.

I think the info went by too fast for me - what did he die from? Was it one of those situations where the morbidly obese person seems to be getting better, but has done so much damage, that they end up dying anyway?

Whoa! Tore open his sutures to get meds? That's a primo addiction right there, I tell you what.

I've got a long walk to the john at work as well. When I had plantar fasciitis, I had to consider which would be worse - walking to the bathroom or wetting my pants at my desk. Sometimes it was a difficult decision.

I agree. Obviously they made the drug for a reason. I'm was just noting that people who are walking around talking about being on Dilaudid usually have a drug problem. I missed his weight. 842 pounds? Wow. He doesn't look different from a lot of the other patients, but maybe it's different in person. That's pretty darn big.

Blunt Dr Now - "So what is with this Dilaudid?" hahaha

He's taking Dilaudid? I'm sure people take it for all kinds of reasons : ) but the only people I knew who took it were heroin addicts who couldn't get their drugs.

Naw. She's gonna kill him and be happy about spending 10-20 in her own cell because she won't have to deal with him.

I realize they are filming a TV show and are looking for 'reality' (cough cough), but do you think somebody could've put the camera down for a minute to see if Robert was alright?

I actually went to my university's pain center. I got a cortisone shot, which helped tremendously, and was put on Gabapentin, tramadol, and something else. I just looked in my online chart, but I don't see my meds from that far back. It was a lot of pain meds, and if I sat still too long, I'd get a little sleepy, but I was in so much pain that basically they just addressed the pain and I didn't feel high or sleepy usually. I was a professor at the time, teaching 3hr classes, and had to sit a lot. I also used a cane, per doc's orders. I was in my late 50's when this happened. What really sucked was that my gait was affected and I got tendinitis first in one leg, and then in the other. I take 900 units of gabapentin now, 300 at work to stave off pain in the early evening, and 600 at night - but this is for neuropathy, not hip pain. To make a really weak effort at bringing this back on topic - I don't know how these people make it when they say they wake up with pain and are in pain all day - just from their weight. They moan and groan, but don't stop eating so they can lose a little weight and not stress their joints, etc. so much.

Did that sign say Harrisburg? They went from Jersey to PA in order to get to Houston?

Yeah. I thought I had missed something - didn't he just get up? Yeah. And he's already tired. Sheesh. How's everybody's eating habit?

Nope. I often have to walk a long distance thru the hospital corridors to do my audits. When I first started this job, I was coming off of hip bursitis that had me nearly suicidal from the pain, included 3 prescription pain killers, a car disability decal, and a wheelchair in the airport. It took me 2 years, with bouts of tendinitis on each side, to be able to stop using the little golf cart the hospital has - and which didn't go everywhere I needed to go. I can walk a lot better now, but I still get hip pain sometimes. My doc told me to take arthritis pain relief about 30 minutes before I go out, the problem is, when I'm not in pain, I don't think about it (duh), so I often forget to take it. It's a good idea tho; I should just be better at it. That said, I am sooo much better than I was, but it took therapy and walking that darned hospital, even if I had to make multiple stops to deal with the pain. I'm doing yoga for old folks for more flexibility and have a stepper at home because, unlike Twit, I know you actually have to work to get results.

Shit. The b$tch is gonna finish - and be a terrible role model for people who really need to stop before they hurt themselves.

It's nice that the Army guy came back to support her, but there's a difference between something being difficult to do (slow, out of breath) and being in a lot of pain, which I am sure that Twit is. See - even Buddy agrees! Wait - you can snap your Achilles tendon just by walking?

Wait - she can't even take care of her own chub rub? I know we joke about her being on My 600 lb Life, but not being able to take care of your bodily needs seems like a hallmark of most of the people on that show. It looks like Twit is well on her way.

Oh please - no one will be better than Buddy? O - look at Twit's feet in the sand! I've never seen that before.

I audit human subjects research and see studies about a myriad of diseases/conditions. Today I saw a study that will test a drug usually used for breast cancer to see if it will help PCOS (there's scientific merit behind this). It just made me think of Twit and how, if her PCOS really worried her, she'd be seeing a specialist at a major research hospital. I'm sure Babs and Glenn would pay the extra expense of a specialist if it meant that Twit could lose some weight and get her PCOS in order. But that would be like being an adult and taking care of yourself; not Twit strong suits.

I think about that sometimes. I wonder if the car looked abandoned or something? If you have an assigned space, or the right to an available unassigned space, in your apartment complex, how can they tell you to move it? There are apartment condos near me with indoor and outdoor parking. If I didn't want to leave the condo for a month, whose business is it but mine? How could they tell me to move the car if I have a right to be there? I understand trolling for abandoned cars, but this wasn't abandoned; it just needed to be fixed. Obviously I don't have enough on my plate at work to be worrying about this stuff...

Yeah, you're not wrong about the feedback. I go to our university hospital for all of my care (employee) and after every visit I get a feedback questionnaire. I've only filled one out once - when I walked out on a PA over her attitude and demeaning comments when I expressed hesitation over having an invasive test when there were other, non-invasive tests, that could be done first. Wow. Still gets me riled up just typing this. I went right to the hospital's ombudsperson on that one, it was such an awful experience. I'm no where near Twit's weight, but I refuse to get weighed for an eye exam, etc. Other than conversations with my regular internist, which can be about lifestyle and weight because of my being diabetic, I don't expect anyone else to bring up the topic. That said - if I were 400 lbs, had PCOS, and couldn't do half the things that Twit can't do, I'd have to realize that, yeah, some doc is gonna bring up weight.

Man, she could be a person on My 600 lb Life now. She sure doesn't look much different than many of them. How on God's green earth can she say that she's healthy and that size doesn't matter? Does she go to a doctor other than emergency walk-in? I can't imagine that any doctor who sees her wouldn't say something about her weight - but I guess that's just sizeist, huh?