I awoke with crushing depression,facing the same old mess I’ve been living with for years. I struggled to sit up & stand up…the strain,the pain. I wondered if I could stand up this time. There was no support other than the door knob & that wasn’t close enough. I scooched along my bed to get close enough to the door knob. I wanted to cry as I bounced my 247 pound body to stand up. 247 pounds is a lot of weight to lift. You’d think I really was 213…& maybe I am & maybe I’m just dreaming. I do know I thought my legs would break under the load as I struggled hard to stand up. I thought about falling on the floor,but knew if I did that I’d need 5 strong men to lift me off the floor.I finally stood up…weak & wobbly I grabbed the door knob & walked out into the hall. That’s my struggle every morning. I am doing what I can to lose 100 pounds & so far I’m not seeing or feeling any progress. Well,I think I might be changing within,but the weight isn’t reducing.