Thanks for your kind words
@PenguinMum. I don't expect to be any kind of beauty - that expectation ended a good few years ago and I've always said I wasn't vain. Wrong - at 17 stone and 5 ft 5, I really am far from a thing of beauty and I find that it bothers me. However, apart from my actual looks, which won't improve (doctors said the scar would fade, but it didn't, just got worse) I can cope with that, it's the weight which does bother me. If I pass a mirror and happen to catch a glimpse of myself, I hate what I see. It really is gross. People (friends/family) will insist on taking photos of me as well, although I object
. Then they go and show me the result, not realising that I am cringing
. Never mind - the real problem is that the weight is dangerous! I can only do what I can - medics don't seem to have any ideas either - just say I am over-eating. I suppose I am, food in + energy used = weight loss; food in + energy not used = weight put on. The best I can hope for is that, by eating the way I am, I won't get much heavier or more unfit than ever.