I have a grandmother who is dangerously obese.
As long as I’ve been alive (26 years now) she has been severely overweight. It got significantly worse about 15 years ago when she divorced and moved away from her long-time home.
Her diet has migrated to almost exclusively fast food and she is barely able to move around at all anymore as both of her knees have went out — as a result of her diet and weight I’m sure.
The doctors say that she is ‘pre-diabetic.’ She has already had a bypass surgery; a surgery the doctors classified as high-risk and did not want to perform because of her weight.
She isn’t able to stand up very long to cook and her boyfriend simply doesn’t. So the food she consumes is food that her boyfriend picks up on the way home from work — usually Arbys, KFC, or McDonalds.
I remember as a young kid that we would visit her house and she would make very good food for us. She worked as a registered nurse at the time. Even though she had a busy schedule, there was always time for dinner when she got off work.
She is only 65 years old.
When I see people living into their 80s, 90s or even over 100, I wonder if it’s too late for her. I wonder how her body could be in such terrible shape at a relatively young age.
Just how old is too old to try to get healthy? I recognize that after all these years that she has done irreparable damage to her body; but isn’t trying to do something while alive better than nothing while dead?
Truth be told, we all — including her — felt she was going to die 15 years ago when she was 50 . I remember my mom going to visit her because “It may be the last time she’ll see her.” And her health has been so bad since then, that I wouldn’t have been surprised on any day of those 15 years getting the phone call. But I never received it.
“I’m already old. It’s too late for me. But, you kids, you’re the ones that need to worry about your health…”
That was her attitude 15 years ago. And that is her attitude to this day. I’ve heard the same thing from Amanda’s grandparents. Heck, I’ve even heard the same thing from my own parents.
I’m writing this more or less for people that are in the position she was in 15 years ago.
Maybe you’re 50 now. Maybe you feel terrible. You’re probably on a myriad of prescription pills. Do you want to spend the next 15 years or more of your life just waiting to die? My grandmother did and she’s still waiting.
Suffering, stress, and worry for 15 years seems like a terrible way to spend the rest of your life. I urge everyone to do something now.
Do you really want your grandchildren wondering (like I do) ‘What if…’ they got to spend more time with you if only you ate healthier?
What if you got to spend another 40 years watching your children and grandchildren grow up…?
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