October health update

The colder weather has seen the pain reduce but my feet are still sore and it doesn’t take a long car journey before I start getting searing spasms. The left one is favourite but they happen in my right one, too, although just not as often. I’m forcing myself to wear slippers around the house although they make my feet more sore than if they were bare. Unfortunately they also get very cold without some form of protection and also (if you read this blog), you will see we’ve had scorpions and hornets about. They aren’t life-threatening (the scorpions are very small – not the sort you find in the desert) but it would give a very nasty sting (about equivalent to a bee’s I would guess).

The problem lies with my paunch. For some reason my belly sagged and just got bigger and bigger. I can hear the brainless ones out there saying ‘don’t eat so much, then’. It isn’t a case of food intake, it’s a case of water retention. That’s why I weigh more than a typically fat person of my size would do. At over 250kg, I guess my time on this planet is very limited which is why I’m hoping to raise cash from my websites to pay for some form of help.

Unfortunately, the only thing the doctors want to do is an ‘intervento’. This is a gastric bypass or roux-en-y operation. It is designed to reduce appetite by making the stomach smaller so that it ‘fills up’ more quickly. Yes, but I only eat twice a day and I don’t drink, eat fatty foods, take sugar, eat sweets, smoke etc. One young lad (who clearly needs both a brain and glasses) called me ‘Fat American Boy’ (not bad for someone who is half-way to their 49th birthday! The relevance being that the American diet is seen as being the root-cause of anyone who is overweight.

You get branded with the dreaded word ‘obese’ – it even sounds offensive. An obese person (in the eyes of the world) is someone who eats inappropiate foods to excess, presumably in the full knowledge of the damage this is causing. Consequently, you are not only ‘obese’, you are also mentally defective and have the same status as someone who regularly attempts (and fails) at suicide. That is why I object to the word. I am neither suicidal nor mentally defective.

The problem started when I had to tie myself to the desk. Our company was having problems after an ex-director helped himself to cash as well as throwing away many clients. Our staff turned a blind eye, too. I had to work double and even triple-shifts (along with my wife) to save ourselves from going bankrupt. We succeeded but my health failed. The doctors did nothing and the condition deteriorated.

I now have to find a cure – somehow. It will take a lot of money (my guess is around £50,000 or $100,000) and I will lose at least 6 months of my life in a centre somewhere. My doctors won’t give me any help and I can’t see any cash being forthcoming so I’m going to have to make the money online which is exactly the wrong thing to do for my circulation problems!