I stood looking for a merlot to season my potroast with. Green beans, mushrooms, onions, and organic carrots filled my cart.
A man passed me on one of the store's motorized carts. He was larger than I was at my largest. His legs were swollen. His limbs were scared from what I think was gout. I wanted to run up to him and tell him about this amazing surgery I had. But, I knew that the discovery and acceptance that one needs help only comes from within - at least, that's where my drive came/comes from.

You are so right. I saw a woman at a nursing home in her fifties who was completely immobile due to her weight. That would have happened to me in my 40's at the rate I was heading.
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