It’s appropriate for this post that Fat Tuesday is a week away. I’ve long been a fan of Mardi Gras Galveston. One day I’ll be able to change the name of the celebration to Skinny Tuesday.
It’s been an interesting 10 months since I underwent weight loss surgery at the University of Texas Medical Branch.
Used to be when I complained that my clothes didn’t fit, it was because the shirts were snug or I couldn’t button my pants. These days when I make that complaint, it’s because my Dockers are too baggy or my shirt’s too loose.
This might come as a surprise to many of you. I’m fat. Not hefty. Not chunky. Not big-boned. Not portly. Not plump.
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