A year ago i have been admitted to the hospital with a severe pneumonea. A traumatic event that made me reconcider my career as a gainer and made me retire and loose weight.
It was not the pneumonea itself but the situation i was in.
To realize that the medical infrastructure of the country i life in is not ready to deal with someone my size.
I made the fault to call an emergency doctor instead of calling directly an ambulance.
The emergency doctor arrived about 30-45min after i called. Even my mother arrived before that.
That doctor knew how much i did weight at the time because i told him, and he called in a regular ambulance that maybe can handle patients up to 180kg/400lbs.
Before that ambulance arrived they just left me alone with my mother. Left me with an asthma inhalator. Knowing my blood Oxigen levels were in the low 80% range.
When the ambulance arrived they could supply me with an oxigen tank and a mask but they could not transport me. So they had to call in the only bariatric ambulance in northeastern switzerland. Luckily it was based in zürich so it took "only" another 45-60min...
What was called in by the rescue workers of the first ambulance too was the local firefighter department wich arrived with 10 people.
Heard them discussing breaking down the wall of our sleepingroom and taking me out with a damn crane. Since the staircase were to narrow to navigate the bariatric stretcher to the elevator. Luckily my mom was more practical than they were and suggested to transport me on my officechair down.
We did that and even with an oxigen mask on wich supplied me with 15-20l oxigen a minute it was a struggle to stand up and sit on that chair. And outside on the stretcher.
And that bariatric stretcher could not handle my weight at the time 270kg/600lbs the firefighters had to lift the stretcher to assist the electric motors in them to be able to slide it into the ambulance.
And this expirience made me realize that life gave me a warning shot, that i was lucky it was "only" a severe pneumonea. Next time it could be something else where i would need immediate help and a transport and not 5-6h later.
I am not going to tell my fellow super/megachub gainers in european countrys that you should stop gaining and give up what you love. But read my tale as a warning. Ive seen many superchubs the weight i was pass away at the age i am now.
And it sadens me that it was not the weight itself that would be the reason for my passing but the fact that i could not get help in time because the infrastructure here is just not equiped to deal with people my size.
I am happy that i made a lot of progress with my weight loss but im since a couple month stuck now at 215-220kg / 470-485lbs. And i just started a new chapter in my life that ive been diagnosed with ADHD and started my medication yesterday. And already now i can tell how cravings almost disappeared.
I look optimistic into my future and i hope i can keep te weightloss going. How far ill go idk yet but at least down to 150kg/330lbs just to be in a more safe spot.
And i wish all gainers happyness and fufillness in what you love. But consider my story as a cautionary tale, of what could happen.
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