frankyboysh7
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My diary - From the beginning
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Butterfly_lady
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Happy writing 
frankyboysh7
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I got side tracked at work!!! It'll happen tomorrow!
I'll bore the tits off you all!
I'll bore the tits off you all!
frankyboysh7
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So, when I was 14 I was pretty fit.
I was in the school football team, I used to run in the cross country, was out on my bike.
Then I got a job after school in a video shop. Then at 15 - washing cars on a Saturday. Then at 16 - at Tescos after school/college.
So I had money.
None of my mates did.
The excersis stopped.
The consuming of takeaways, sweets and at 17 alcohol began.
At 18 I worked as an office junior, and got a job in the local pub in the evenings and at weekends. Surrounded by beer.
I'd drink most days. On a Saturday and Sunday - lots.
More takeaways. More putting on weight.
But not to the point of being super fat.
I guess I would have been 19 stone at 19.
I got a better job and the stopped working in the pub.
I joined a gym, I dropped a couple of stone and looked a lot better.
I met a girl.
After 3 years we decided to get married.
We were putting on weight together as we were content.
lots of takeaways because we both worked long hours.
Lots of meals out at weekends.
Lots of beer again.
Lots of holidays in Florida because we werent big out there.
The weight was spiralling. For both of us.
But at least it gave us something in common.
I got married at 24. I weighed 28 stone.
I looked horrible.
I felt horrible.
3 years passed, we sort of stayed the same. We tried different diets, but I was commuting 2 hours a day, working 12-13 hours a day - didnt want tomake time to cook, let alone excersise.
Then we found Lighterlife.
I weighed 30 stone when we signed up.
I dont know what she weighed.
14 weeks later I'd lost 9 and a half stone and the change in me was amazing.
I had my confidence back and even though I was still a big lad, I felt brandnew. We started going out more. I got a job nearer to home. Less hours.
I joined a gym.
But we worked out we had nothing in common.
Our weight had held us together. Maybe through some kind of fear.
We started going out seperately.
I think she cheated.
I confronted her, she denied it. I left the home.
I lost my house, my car, my cats, my life.
But I knew it was the right thing to do.
That was 5 years ago.
When I left I had already put a stone or two back on.
Now, I've put it all back.
I moved back to London when I got divorced, was renting a flat on my own, was out all the time, boozing and eating crap.
At one point was even taking a lot of drugs - really abusing my body.
I tried a few different diets.
The most successful was 2 years ago, when my dad came into some money and paid for me to go away for 10 days all inclusive. That gave me the power to lose some weight. I went on Lighterlife again and lost 5 stone.
I knew I wouldnt have gone without losing some weight.
The plane seat, the sun lounger, the pool - Id never have done any of that if I didnt shift a lump of weight.
Again, I was still big, but I felt brand new.
We got back from the holiday, I swore I wouldnt put it back on.
I did.
And maybe a stone more.
Thats when I hit rock bottom.
My confidence fell through the floor.
I had had enough.
I wanted to start changing things.
So I left London.
I bought a house out in Kent.
To get away from my pub based, take away 4 nights a week, sedentary lifestyle.
But still Im not losing any weight.
Still eating crap.
If anything, i have partially isolated myself.
So the last few months Ive tried different diets. I want to lose weight.
I need to lose weight.
Im 35 in February and I dont want to be middle aged and be 30 stone.
My weight is in proportion and Im not ugly, so I look kind of ok - but its holding me back.
And the health problems are I fear just around the corner.
My Dad had a heart attack and triple bypass when he was 42.
I dont want that to be me.
I had always said that I would never have any sort of surgery to lose weight.
That would be embarrassing.
I didnt need that.
But in the last year I'd thought about it more and more.
Then I ended up on a 2 hour journey with my boss.
He's a great guy and I consider him a friend too.
He mentioned my weight and at first I was taken a back and embarrassed to discuss it. He knew no diet had really worked and I needed some help.
I said "if I could afford it, I would no question, get a gastric band".
He said he understood.
But I cant save money, Ive just got a mortgage.
I commute from Kent to London every day.
I live from week to week.
Thats pretty much the end of my story so far.
Well, up until 3 weeks ago.
I got into work early and my boss was already there.
He asked if I was serious about what I'd said about a gastric band.
I said of course - but I couldnt afford it.
He told me to start looking into it. I alreadsy had.
Id read loads on it.
Had even in my head found the company that I wanted to do it.
He told me to book a consultation.
I still didnt get it.
Then he said that his kids had all moved out, he was selling his house and downsizing and it was leaving him with some cash. A lot of cash as it turned out.
He said he'd seen how unhappy Id become with my weight. Especially over the last year or so.
He said if I was 100% sure, that he would pay for it.
So then the research REALLY began.
I had a long chat with my Mum.
I arrranged a consultation for 10 days time.
I spent every day on this site, on websites of companies, even talking to a doctor friend.
Everything suggested it was the right thing for me.
I went to the consultation.
I was weighed and assessed.
The ball was rolling.
The deposit was paid.
I am booked in for surgery on the 28th September. 2 weeks today.
In the week since my consultation I have felt prettty low.
at the realisation that I was 30 stone and also at the realisation that I needed surgical help to sort my weight out once and for all.
But, I know its the right thing. No question.
No doubt in my mind at all.
Id have the operation today if I could.
So Ive been on a 1200 calorie a day diet since last weekend.
Not so much a pre op diet, just the consultant I met said to try and drop half a stone to a stone before the surgery.
Seemed pretty easy.
Then yesterday, the pre op diet was emailed to me. For the next two weeks, its 800 calories a day. Soups, shakes and some veg etc.
This is it.
The countdown.
No problem.
Im focussed, I'm ready.
I know that the badn isnt a quick fix or some sort of witchcraft.
I know I have tough times a head. And I know more than anything, that I have to work with the band.
Im going to.
Im going to be the man that pisses you all off with amazing weight loss results.
Im going to post photos that are going to make you draw breath.
I am going to get to a goal weight.
Not just shift a lump and be temporarily happier.
This is happening.
Im single at the moment, so the liquid diet, the change in eating habits, the operation, the recovery time - will affect nobody but me. I cant wait.
The only people that know about my surgery are my boss, one work colleague and my Mum. And they are all being really supportive.
One last thing. This site. Its a god send. I am now interacting with so many like minded people. People that have gone through, or are going through the same thing. Have the same thoughts. Its brilliant.
You're all doing so well. Keep it up. I'll be joining you soon with one of those stupid ticker things by my name. Itll show my weight dropping and me getting nearer my goal weight. I am addicted to this site and the app.
Better than being addicted to food I guess!
So there we are.
I've just read that back, I think its an open and frank account of how I got to where I am.
Yes my confidence is shot, but dont think Im some saddo. I am a bloody cool guy who is on the verge of turning things around.
Watch this space people.
I was in the school football team, I used to run in the cross country, was out on my bike.
Then I got a job after school in a video shop. Then at 15 - washing cars on a Saturday. Then at 16 - at Tescos after school/college.
So I had money.
None of my mates did.
The excersis stopped.
The consuming of takeaways, sweets and at 17 alcohol began.
At 18 I worked as an office junior, and got a job in the local pub in the evenings and at weekends. Surrounded by beer.
I'd drink most days. On a Saturday and Sunday - lots.
More takeaways. More putting on weight.
But not to the point of being super fat.
I guess I would have been 19 stone at 19.
I got a better job and the stopped working in the pub.
I joined a gym, I dropped a couple of stone and looked a lot better.
I met a girl.
After 3 years we decided to get married.
We were putting on weight together as we were content.
lots of takeaways because we both worked long hours.
Lots of meals out at weekends.
Lots of beer again.
Lots of holidays in Florida because we werent big out there.
The weight was spiralling. For both of us.
But at least it gave us something in common.
I got married at 24. I weighed 28 stone.
I looked horrible.
I felt horrible.
3 years passed, we sort of stayed the same. We tried different diets, but I was commuting 2 hours a day, working 12-13 hours a day - didnt want tomake time to cook, let alone excersise.
Then we found Lighterlife.
I weighed 30 stone when we signed up.
I dont know what she weighed.
14 weeks later I'd lost 9 and a half stone and the change in me was amazing.
I had my confidence back and even though I was still a big lad, I felt brandnew. We started going out more. I got a job nearer to home. Less hours.
I joined a gym.
But we worked out we had nothing in common.
Our weight had held us together. Maybe through some kind of fear.
We started going out seperately.
I think she cheated.
I confronted her, she denied it. I left the home.
I lost my house, my car, my cats, my life.
But I knew it was the right thing to do.
That was 5 years ago.
When I left I had already put a stone or two back on.
Now, I've put it all back.
I moved back to London when I got divorced, was renting a flat on my own, was out all the time, boozing and eating crap.
At one point was even taking a lot of drugs - really abusing my body.
I tried a few different diets.
The most successful was 2 years ago, when my dad came into some money and paid for me to go away for 10 days all inclusive. That gave me the power to lose some weight. I went on Lighterlife again and lost 5 stone.
I knew I wouldnt have gone without losing some weight.
The plane seat, the sun lounger, the pool - Id never have done any of that if I didnt shift a lump of weight.
Again, I was still big, but I felt brand new.
We got back from the holiday, I swore I wouldnt put it back on.
I did.
And maybe a stone more.
Thats when I hit rock bottom.
My confidence fell through the floor.
I had had enough.
I wanted to start changing things.
So I left London.
I bought a house out in Kent.
To get away from my pub based, take away 4 nights a week, sedentary lifestyle.
But still Im not losing any weight.
Still eating crap.
If anything, i have partially isolated myself.
So the last few months Ive tried different diets. I want to lose weight.
I need to lose weight.
Im 35 in February and I dont want to be middle aged and be 30 stone.
My weight is in proportion and Im not ugly, so I look kind of ok - but its holding me back.
And the health problems are I fear just around the corner.
My Dad had a heart attack and triple bypass when he was 42.
I dont want that to be me.
I had always said that I would never have any sort of surgery to lose weight.
That would be embarrassing.
I didnt need that.
But in the last year I'd thought about it more and more.
Then I ended up on a 2 hour journey with my boss.
He's a great guy and I consider him a friend too.
He mentioned my weight and at first I was taken a back and embarrassed to discuss it. He knew no diet had really worked and I needed some help.
I said "if I could afford it, I would no question, get a gastric band".
He said he understood.
But I cant save money, Ive just got a mortgage.
I commute from Kent to London every day.
I live from week to week.
Thats pretty much the end of my story so far.
Well, up until 3 weeks ago.
I got into work early and my boss was already there.
He asked if I was serious about what I'd said about a gastric band.
I said of course - but I couldnt afford it.
He told me to start looking into it. I alreadsy had.
Id read loads on it.
Had even in my head found the company that I wanted to do it.
He told me to book a consultation.
I still didnt get it.
Then he said that his kids had all moved out, he was selling his house and downsizing and it was leaving him with some cash. A lot of cash as it turned out.
He said he'd seen how unhappy Id become with my weight. Especially over the last year or so.
He said if I was 100% sure, that he would pay for it.
So then the research REALLY began.
I had a long chat with my Mum.
I arrranged a consultation for 10 days time.
I spent every day on this site, on websites of companies, even talking to a doctor friend.
Everything suggested it was the right thing for me.
I went to the consultation.
I was weighed and assessed.
The ball was rolling.
The deposit was paid.
I am booked in for surgery on the 28th September. 2 weeks today.
In the week since my consultation I have felt prettty low.
at the realisation that I was 30 stone and also at the realisation that I needed surgical help to sort my weight out once and for all.
But, I know its the right thing. No question.
No doubt in my mind at all.
Id have the operation today if I could.
So Ive been on a 1200 calorie a day diet since last weekend.
Not so much a pre op diet, just the consultant I met said to try and drop half a stone to a stone before the surgery.
Seemed pretty easy.
Then yesterday, the pre op diet was emailed to me. For the next two weeks, its 800 calories a day. Soups, shakes and some veg etc.
This is it.
The countdown.
No problem.
Im focussed, I'm ready.
I know that the badn isnt a quick fix or some sort of witchcraft.
I know I have tough times a head. And I know more than anything, that I have to work with the band.
Im going to.
Im going to be the man that pisses you all off with amazing weight loss results.
Im going to post photos that are going to make you draw breath.
I am going to get to a goal weight.
Not just shift a lump and be temporarily happier.
This is happening.
Im single at the moment, so the liquid diet, the change in eating habits, the operation, the recovery time - will affect nobody but me. I cant wait.
The only people that know about my surgery are my boss, one work colleague and my Mum. And they are all being really supportive.
One last thing. This site. Its a god send. I am now interacting with so many like minded people. People that have gone through, or are going through the same thing. Have the same thoughts. Its brilliant.
You're all doing so well. Keep it up. I'll be joining you soon with one of those stupid ticker things by my name. Itll show my weight dropping and me getting nearer my goal weight. I am addicted to this site and the app.
Better than being addicted to food I guess!
So there we are.
I've just read that back, I think its an open and frank account of how I got to where I am.
Yes my confidence is shot, but dont think Im some saddo. I am a bloody cool guy who is on the verge of turning things around.
Watch this space people.
Butterfly_lady
Well-Known Member
I wish you all the best
SleeveGirl
New Member
Good luck You can and WILL do this
You can and WILL do this 
sarahrob
New Member
Yay - a new start for you. No more mental diets, just more control with food.
We've all had that rock-bottom moment or we wouldn't have had surgery, with all the changes and effort it entails. We're all in the same boat and there is a massive amount of support here for you.
I can't wait to see the ticker showing you've got to target
We've all had that rock-bottom moment or we wouldn't have had surgery, with all the changes and effort it entails. We're all in the same boat and there is a massive amount of support here for you.
I can't wait to see the ticker showing you've got to target
frankyboysh7
New Member
I'm having a band. The consultant said if I was 10 to 20 years older, he'd suggest a sleeve or a bypass.
But I'm 34, luckily my health other than my weight is pretty good.
His words - a band won't just improve my quality if life, it will extend my life.
Boo yah!
But I'm 34, luckily my health other than my weight is pretty good.
His words - a band won't just improve my quality if life, it will extend my life.
Boo yah!
Tandydadder
Member
What a lovely boss! Really looking forward to watching your progress.
frankyboysh7
New Member
Thanks Gemma.
That's very kind. All the best to you.
Make sure you keep us updated.
That's very kind. All the best to you.
Make sure you keep us updated.
Dandelions
New Member
definitely a very cool guy. looking forward to seeing all your photo updates xXx
frankyboysh7
New Member
Why thank you.
somersetlady
New Member
Well I have no doubt that you are going to succeed in this, and what an amazing boss you have, I look forward to lots of posts from you, I think your going to have us all smiling
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