It's a reality check when you see a picture of yourself when you're heavy. I don't have many pictures of myself at my heaviest. I pitched them. I did find a couple.
The picture on the left was taken in 2005. We were going out for Amber's Sweet 16. Mind you I had taken special care with my hair and makeup. Dave's mom, Joyce, had been with us for five weeks while Dave was recovering from surgery. Joyce is an excellent cook and fed us well. As you can see.
I no longer looked like myself. When I looked in the mirror, it was What the heck happened here? I had lost my face. My eyes were getting smaller. I racked it up to old age. In reality, it was that as my face got bigger, my eyes got smaller.
As I kept on losing, I started to get my face back. It was like the movie Hookwhen one of the lost boys touches Peter's face and finally recognizes him and says, "Oh, there you are, Peter!"
P.S. The photo on the right was with my daughter Christmas 2010--after I had found my face.