Now THAT'S a bigun
Nebraska Man Has Lost 573 Pounds in a Year
Nebraska Man Goes From 1,072 Pounds to 499 in a Year, Can Feel Ribs for First Time in 25 Years
By SHARON COHEN (Associated Press)
VALENTINE, Neb. Jun 25, 2005 — He still is a mound of a man, but his blue eyes widen with delight as he presses his chest with his fingertips, smiles mischievously and makes the grand announcement: He can FEEL his ribs. To Patrick Deuel, this small moment is huge. Headline huge. Man Can Feel Ribs A First in 25 Years.
One year ago, Deuel weighed 1,072 pounds. He was so enormous that his bedroom wall had to be cut out to extract him from his home. Then, he was rushed to a South Dakota hospital in an ambulance with extra-wide doors and a ramp-and-winch system that had to be dispatched from Denver.
One man. More than a half-ton. Mind-boggling. UMMMMM YA THINK??
So, too, were the grim realities of Deuel's life. He hadn't left his bedroom in seven months. He'd barely been outside in seven years. He couldn't sit up. He couldn't roll over by himself. He had heart trouble and diabetes and needed oxygen.
Patrick Deuel was dying. A photo taken last June shows a pneumatic-like figure sprawled helplessly on his stomach looking like an inflated balloon.
Now 12 months after being hospitalized for gastric bypass surgery, Deuel sits on a love seat that is propped up on cement blocks. He still looks like a plus-sized Buddha. But he is less than half the man he used to be and that, his doctor says, is amazing progress. The patient concurs.
"I'm used to looking in the mirror and seeing the Michelin man," he says. "All of a sudden … I look a little more like a human being and I say, 'Ooooh, my God, where did HE come from?'"
Deuel now goes out almost every day, walks a bit, exercises and thinks about all the things he hopes to do someday. "Life," he says, "is infinitely better."
Patrick Deuel's weight was off the charts before he even knew it.
HOW DO YOU 'NOT KNOW IT'? MY FRIGGIN GOD! TRYING TO GET THROUGH A NORMAL-SIZED DOORWAY AND NOT BEING ABLE TO MIGHT GIVE YA A CLUE!
Before he could walk or talk, he says, medical records defined him as obese.
OK SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS IS 'GLANDULAR'?
By the time the ambulance pulled into his driveway in this tiny town THEY PROBABLY HAD TO APPLY FOR AN EXTRA ZIP CODE FOR THIS DUDE! more than 40 years later, Deuel had long been a prisoner of his many pounds. He couldn't work, attend a college football game (a Nebraska banner hangs on his living room wall), or for a time even sit in his parent's home.
When Deuel arrived at Avera McKennan Hospital in Sioux Falls, S.D., he welcomed the spotlight, determined to prove he was no Guinness Book footnote but a man with a message: Obese people suffer because the health care system and insurance companies don't do enough to help them. MAYBE HELP YOURSELF AND NOT GET THAT FREAKIN' HUGE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!
He also didn't mind being an inspiration.
"If I can lose weight, anybody can do this and I mean ANYBODY," he says. "My willpower is basically zero." UHHHHHH WE SURMISED THIS, BUT THANKS FOR THE TIP
In the year since, Deuel's story has brought him more than 2,000 e-mails and letters from as far as China and Saudi Arabia. He has acquired an agent (he has been paid to appear in a British documentary and on German TV magazine shows). And he has talked openly and often humorously about his obesity.
Deuel, 43, says it has been frustrating not to be able to lose weight and humiliating to be called names 'Fat Pat' was a common childhood taunt but he's not one to analyze a life defined by obesity.
Deuel was a fast-food junkie hooked on pizza, chips, beef jerky and chili dogs. He also gobbled down cherry blintzes and ambrosia (a creamy fruit, marshmallow and coconut concoction). CAN YOU IMAGINE THE AMOUNT OF THAT SHIT HE HAD TO EAT TO GET THAT BIG?? IT WOULD FEED AFRICA!!!
While those days are over, Deuel doesn't believe in total deprivation. (WELL, OBVIOUSLY!)
He exercises with bar bells and weights, but still smokes (he's cut down to a pack a day) I GIVE HIM A YEAR, AND THAT'S BEING GENEROUS - ENJOY IT NOW, DICKWAD, saying he can't kick two bad habits at once. And he defiantly refuses to consider any foods taboo. OOOOOOOOOOOO YOU REBEL YOU! FUCKIN' MORON.
Practically speaking, Deuel can't eat as he once did. Surgery initially reduced his stomach size from two to three liters to the end of a thumb. Now, with the swelling long subsided, he can eat four to eight ounces of food. Anything more, he'll likely feel pain and vomit. WHAT, HE DIDN'T BEFORE??
Some doctors say bariatric surgery works if a patient loses more than 40 percent of excess body weight something Deuel has done. MAYBE ONE OF THESE DOCTORS COULD HAVE TOLD HIM NOT TO FUCKING EAT ENOUGH IN ONE SITTING TO FEED A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY, YOU FAT FUCK!!
"Any way you slice it, we did what we set out to accomplish," Harris says. "If Patrick wouldn't lose another pound, I'd think he had been a success. Anything else I get out of him is gravy."
Or, Harris says, look at it this way: "He's lost two NFL defensive linemen." YEAH, BUT HE STILL HAS TWO!!!!
When Deuel loses more weight, Harris plans to remove his panniculus, an apron-like layer of abdominal fat. It makes walking feel like he's carrying giant sacks of flour. That surgery could trim another 40 to 70 pounds.
It was Deuel's hometown doctor who called Harris last year after she arranged for her patient to get emergency care for neglected dental work and realized he needed more help. WELL AIN'T SHE A SMART 'UN!
"It was clear we had a dying patient," Harris says. "I told him, 'We don't have weeks. We have days or hours.' I said he could die in the bed ugly or accept admission (to the hospital)."
Even now, Deuel says he thinks he could have lost weight without surgery. I CAN'T COMMENT, I'M LAUGHING TOO FUCKING HARD!
He clicks onto childhood photos on his computer and, in his high-pitched voice, narrates a life story measured in alarming numbers: The kindergartner in cap and gown, 90 pounds. The chubby-cheeked Boy Scout, 240 pounds. The thick-necked, 13-year-old, holding a whipped cream confirmation cake, 275 pounds.
Deuel points out the less obvious, too: His little red wagon had extra sturdy wheels, his pants' legs were rolled up because he could fit only in men's clothes.
His mother, Betty, said doctors offered little guidance beyond suggesting nonfat milk but recalls one telling her son: "If you don't get some of this weight off, you're not going to live to be very old." MAYBE STOP GIVING HIM CAKE YOU DIPSHIT!
Neither parent was fat, though one of Deuel's grandfathers weighed more than 300 pounds.
Deuel's mother worked in a health-food store and says she prepared healthy meals lots of salads and squash and they tried the Weight Watcher's diet, but it didn't help much.
She knew how abnormal the situation was, but "there's a point where you say, 'Am I nagging so much where I'm making things worse?' I did believe you can overdo it," she explains. "I had someone ask me one day, 'Couldn't he just eat less?' Well, he did."
By high school, Deuel was 300 pounds, but found his niche, lending his tenor voice to choirs and his trombone-playing talents to bands. He only lasted one semester in college, then began working a variety of restaurant jobs where meals were free. "There was too much to choose from and I made a lot of rotten choices," he says.
Deuel tried all kinds of diets and lost 300 pounds on one, but quit because he couldn't afford the supplements. WELL HE COULD CERTAINLY AFFORD ALL THAT FUCKING FOOD HE ATE!!
"I just thought one of these days somebody is going to come out with a diet that works or one of these red-hot science fellers is going to come up with a pill … you take and lose 100 pounds," he says.
But there was one positive turn in Deuel's life. Through a newspaper personals ad in which he described himself as "physically challenged," he met Edith Runyan, a divorced school guidance counselor.
On the phone, he bluntly told her he weighed about 700 pounds.
When they met, she found his sense of humor appealing. "He had a positive attitude about life even though he had been kicked in the teeth a lot emotionally," she says.
They married a decade ago. Deuel weighed 750 pounds and his weight gain continued, his waist expanding up to 90 inches. Vertically, that would be about 7-foot-6, or the height of Yao Ming, the Houston Rockets star.
Deuel had to be weighed last year at a feed mill on a scale designed for trucks.
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Nebraska Man Goes From 1,072 Pounds to 499 in a Year, Can Feel Ribs for First Time in 25 Years
By SHARON COHEN (Associated Press)
VALENTINE, Neb. Jun 25, 2005 — He still is a mound of a man, but his blue eyes widen with delight as he presses his chest with his fingertips, smiles mischievously and makes the grand announcement: He can FEEL his ribs. To Patrick Deuel, this small moment is huge. Headline huge. Man Can Feel Ribs A First in 25 Years.
One year ago, Deuel weighed 1,072 pounds. He was so enormous that his bedroom wall had to be cut out to extract him from his home. Then, he was rushed to a South Dakota hospital in an ambulance with extra-wide doors and a ramp-and-winch system that had to be dispatched from Denver.
One man. More than a half-ton. Mind-boggling. UMMMMM YA THINK??
So, too, were the grim realities of Deuel's life. He hadn't left his bedroom in seven months. He'd barely been outside in seven years. He couldn't sit up. He couldn't roll over by himself. He had heart trouble and diabetes and needed oxygen.
Patrick Deuel was dying. A photo taken last June shows a pneumatic-like figure sprawled helplessly on his stomach looking like an inflated balloon.
Now 12 months after being hospitalized for gastric bypass surgery, Deuel sits on a love seat that is propped up on cement blocks. He still looks like a plus-sized Buddha. But he is less than half the man he used to be and that, his doctor says, is amazing progress. The patient concurs.
"I'm used to looking in the mirror and seeing the Michelin man," he says. "All of a sudden … I look a little more like a human being and I say, 'Ooooh, my God, where did HE come from?'"
Deuel now goes out almost every day, walks a bit, exercises and thinks about all the things he hopes to do someday. "Life," he says, "is infinitely better."
Patrick Deuel's weight was off the charts before he even knew it.
HOW DO YOU 'NOT KNOW IT'? MY FRIGGIN GOD! TRYING TO GET THROUGH A NORMAL-SIZED DOORWAY AND NOT BEING ABLE TO MIGHT GIVE YA A CLUE!
Before he could walk or talk, he says, medical records defined him as obese.
OK SO YOU'RE TELLING ME THIS IS 'GLANDULAR'?
By the time the ambulance pulled into his driveway in this tiny town THEY PROBABLY HAD TO APPLY FOR AN EXTRA ZIP CODE FOR THIS DUDE! more than 40 years later, Deuel had long been a prisoner of his many pounds. He couldn't work, attend a college football game (a Nebraska banner hangs on his living room wall), or for a time even sit in his parent's home.
When Deuel arrived at Avera McKennan Hospital in Sioux Falls, S.D., he welcomed the spotlight, determined to prove he was no Guinness Book footnote but a man with a message: Obese people suffer because the health care system and insurance companies don't do enough to help them. MAYBE HELP YOURSELF AND NOT GET THAT FREAKIN' HUGE IN THE FIRST PLACE!!
He also didn't mind being an inspiration.
"If I can lose weight, anybody can do this and I mean ANYBODY," he says. "My willpower is basically zero." UHHHHHH WE SURMISED THIS, BUT THANKS FOR THE TIP
In the year since, Deuel's story has brought him more than 2,000 e-mails and letters from as far as China and Saudi Arabia. He has acquired an agent (he has been paid to appear in a British documentary and on German TV magazine shows). And he has talked openly and often humorously about his obesity.
Deuel, 43, says it has been frustrating not to be able to lose weight and humiliating to be called names 'Fat Pat' was a common childhood taunt but he's not one to analyze a life defined by obesity.
Deuel was a fast-food junkie hooked on pizza, chips, beef jerky and chili dogs. He also gobbled down cherry blintzes and ambrosia (a creamy fruit, marshmallow and coconut concoction). CAN YOU IMAGINE THE AMOUNT OF THAT SHIT HE HAD TO EAT TO GET THAT BIG?? IT WOULD FEED AFRICA!!!
While those days are over, Deuel doesn't believe in total deprivation. (WELL, OBVIOUSLY!)
He exercises with bar bells and weights, but still smokes (he's cut down to a pack a day) I GIVE HIM A YEAR, AND THAT'S BEING GENEROUS - ENJOY IT NOW, DICKWAD, saying he can't kick two bad habits at once. And he defiantly refuses to consider any foods taboo. OOOOOOOOOOOO YOU REBEL YOU! FUCKIN' MORON.
Practically speaking, Deuel can't eat as he once did. Surgery initially reduced his stomach size from two to three liters to the end of a thumb. Now, with the swelling long subsided, he can eat four to eight ounces of food. Anything more, he'll likely feel pain and vomit. WHAT, HE DIDN'T BEFORE??
Some doctors say bariatric surgery works if a patient loses more than 40 percent of excess body weight something Deuel has done. MAYBE ONE OF THESE DOCTORS COULD HAVE TOLD HIM NOT TO FUCKING EAT ENOUGH IN ONE SITTING TO FEED A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY, YOU FAT FUCK!!
"Any way you slice it, we did what we set out to accomplish," Harris says. "If Patrick wouldn't lose another pound, I'd think he had been a success. Anything else I get out of him is gravy."
Or, Harris says, look at it this way: "He's lost two NFL defensive linemen." YEAH, BUT HE STILL HAS TWO!!!!
When Deuel loses more weight, Harris plans to remove his panniculus, an apron-like layer of abdominal fat. It makes walking feel like he's carrying giant sacks of flour. That surgery could trim another 40 to 70 pounds.
It was Deuel's hometown doctor who called Harris last year after she arranged for her patient to get emergency care for neglected dental work and realized he needed more help. WELL AIN'T SHE A SMART 'UN!
"It was clear we had a dying patient," Harris says. "I told him, 'We don't have weeks. We have days or hours.' I said he could die in the bed ugly or accept admission (to the hospital)."
Even now, Deuel says he thinks he could have lost weight without surgery. I CAN'T COMMENT, I'M LAUGHING TOO FUCKING HARD!
He clicks onto childhood photos on his computer and, in his high-pitched voice, narrates a life story measured in alarming numbers: The kindergartner in cap and gown, 90 pounds. The chubby-cheeked Boy Scout, 240 pounds. The thick-necked, 13-year-old, holding a whipped cream confirmation cake, 275 pounds.
Deuel points out the less obvious, too: His little red wagon had extra sturdy wheels, his pants' legs were rolled up because he could fit only in men's clothes.
His mother, Betty, said doctors offered little guidance beyond suggesting nonfat milk but recalls one telling her son: "If you don't get some of this weight off, you're not going to live to be very old." MAYBE STOP GIVING HIM CAKE YOU DIPSHIT!
Neither parent was fat, though one of Deuel's grandfathers weighed more than 300 pounds.
Deuel's mother worked in a health-food store and says she prepared healthy meals lots of salads and squash and they tried the Weight Watcher's diet, but it didn't help much.
She knew how abnormal the situation was, but "there's a point where you say, 'Am I nagging so much where I'm making things worse?' I did believe you can overdo it," she explains. "I had someone ask me one day, 'Couldn't he just eat less?' Well, he did."
By high school, Deuel was 300 pounds, but found his niche, lending his tenor voice to choirs and his trombone-playing talents to bands. He only lasted one semester in college, then began working a variety of restaurant jobs where meals were free. "There was too much to choose from and I made a lot of rotten choices," he says.
Deuel tried all kinds of diets and lost 300 pounds on one, but quit because he couldn't afford the supplements. WELL HE COULD CERTAINLY AFFORD ALL THAT FUCKING FOOD HE ATE!!
"I just thought one of these days somebody is going to come out with a diet that works or one of these red-hot science fellers is going to come up with a pill … you take and lose 100 pounds," he says.
But there was one positive turn in Deuel's life. Through a newspaper personals ad in which he described himself as "physically challenged," he met Edith Runyan, a divorced school guidance counselor.
On the phone, he bluntly told her he weighed about 700 pounds.
When they met, she found his sense of humor appealing. "He had a positive attitude about life even though he had been kicked in the teeth a lot emotionally," she says.
They married a decade ago. Deuel weighed 750 pounds and his weight gain continued, his waist expanding up to 90 inches. Vertically, that would be about 7-foot-6, or the height of Yao Ming, the Houston Rockets star.
Deuel had to be weighed last year at a feed mill on a scale designed for trucks.
Story here
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