Rocco Hanson
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My name is Rocco from Jakarta, Indonesia.
At 135 kg with only 167 cm tall, I was considered morbid obese. Not overweight, not obese, but morbid obese.
Picture this: After my morning shower and getting ready for work, I had to sit down and put my socks on first before I put on my pants. That was simply because I couldn't bend over to put on my socks after I had my trousers and my belt. To button my pants, I had to hold my breathe and prayed to God that my pants would still fit. I also had to choose my largest shirt and even then, the waist area was starting to feel tight. Getting dressed in the morning would leave me feel desperate, and the day was not even starting yet. When I walked, my thighs would press against each other. My trousers felt like legging because the fabric had to accommodate my large thighs and even my larger ass. I looked at myself in the mirror and I hated what I saw. A 35 year old man with plump cheeks, small eyes, neckless body that shaped like a giant pumpkin. Not only other people were abusing my feeling, my own body abused me mentally. I used to say to myself, "Love yourself". But it was hard to love myself when my own body was giving me grief.
I was tired of being mocked. I was sick of being made fun of. And I was completely horrified when I could no longer touch my toes. Most of all, I started to hate myself. I hated my greed. I hated my hunger.
Food used to be the only comfort. I had a sick relationship with food. It was my best friend, but it was also my greatest enemy. I had to stop thinking about food and I had to focus on my own health, mentally and physically. I realised that when I decided to have this surgery, I wouldn't be able to eat food as much as before. But then I remember that the feeling of being mocked, made fun of, and the feeling of not being able to buy clothes really, really, really sucked.
I decided I didn't want to feel like this anymore. I wanted to take control of my life. I finally made my decision.
I was going to have Gastric Sleeve surgery to change my life. Finally I did my surgert on 24 October 2014 in Jakarta, Indonesia. read my blog at www.gastricsleevemiracle.blogspot.com
At 135 kg with only 167 cm tall, I was considered morbid obese. Not overweight, not obese, but morbid obese.
Picture this: After my morning shower and getting ready for work, I had to sit down and put my socks on first before I put on my pants. That was simply because I couldn't bend over to put on my socks after I had my trousers and my belt. To button my pants, I had to hold my breathe and prayed to God that my pants would still fit. I also had to choose my largest shirt and even then, the waist area was starting to feel tight. Getting dressed in the morning would leave me feel desperate, and the day was not even starting yet. When I walked, my thighs would press against each other. My trousers felt like legging because the fabric had to accommodate my large thighs and even my larger ass. I looked at myself in the mirror and I hated what I saw. A 35 year old man with plump cheeks, small eyes, neckless body that shaped like a giant pumpkin. Not only other people were abusing my feeling, my own body abused me mentally. I used to say to myself, "Love yourself". But it was hard to love myself when my own body was giving me grief.
I was tired of being mocked. I was sick of being made fun of. And I was completely horrified when I could no longer touch my toes. Most of all, I started to hate myself. I hated my greed. I hated my hunger.
Food used to be the only comfort. I had a sick relationship with food. It was my best friend, but it was also my greatest enemy. I had to stop thinking about food and I had to focus on my own health, mentally and physically. I realised that when I decided to have this surgery, I wouldn't be able to eat food as much as before. But then I remember that the feeling of being mocked, made fun of, and the feeling of not being able to buy clothes really, really, really sucked.
I decided I didn't want to feel like this anymore. I wanted to take control of my life. I finally made my decision.
I was going to have Gastric Sleeve surgery to change my life. Finally I did my surgert on 24 October 2014 in Jakarta, Indonesia. read my blog at www.gastricsleevemiracle.blogspot.com
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