Thursday, March 16, 2017

The Sad Story of James' Weight Loss Journey on "My 600-lb Life"

I tuned into TLC's "My 600-lb Life" last night in order to watch the story of Nicole's weight-loss journey. However, the show ended up not being about Nicole, but instead James.

I wasn't expecting James, but I couldn't turn away from his story.

But first... Spoilers!! It's extremely difficult for me to avoid spoilers, so be mindful of that fact before you read the rest of this blog post!

Now with that out of the way...

First off... When did "My 600-lb Life" become a two-hour program?

Second.... James struggled to lose weight -- any weight -- throughout that entire two-hour program. He's in his mid-40s and has gradually put on the weight over the years. When he was 42, he hurt his ankle and became bed-ridden. He hasn't been out of bed since then. His legs are covered by cellulite, which is weeping, raw, and painful. He survives through the efforts of his girlfriend and daughter.

Unfortunately, James has horrible eating habits, especially for somebody who doesn't move. And if his girlfriend doesn't cater to his food desires, he yells and screams at her. So nothing changes and he continues to consume more calories than most active people.

He eventually connects remotely with Dr. Younan Nowzaradan from Houston, TX, and is prescribed a 1200 calorie diet. The plan is for him to begin losing enough weight to travel more safely from Kentucky to Texas. Unfortunately, he doesn't lose any weight during the first four months of his diet. But he is able to eventually travel to Houston with some financial assistance from his family. Once he arrives in Texas, he discovers that he weighs 735 pounds.


Dr. Nowzaradan orders the family to a renewed diet after chewing out James and his girlfriend and after a short hospitalization. Unfortunately, James ends up putting on a huge amount of weight once he discharges back to his family's care. That part of the show made me physically sick.

James was hospitalized one more time, where he was able to lose more weight. He then went back home again and stalled with his weight loss -- though not as bad as the first time. By this point, Dr. Now gave up on his and discharged James from care.

This was probably the most depressing episode of "My 600-lb Life" that I've ever seen. Not every person featured on this program loses huge amounts of weight, but I've never seen an episode where somebody ends up breaking even.

The program ended with one minor accomplishment: He's able to sit upright for the first time in years with help from two physical therapists and his girl friend. But he says that this is the motivation that he needs to restart his goal of getting his weight back down to 600 pounds.


Lastly, Husband Mark and I were talking about James' story tonight. We got to thinking about his severe celulitis and wondered if his cellulitis was preventing his weight loss later on. Like maybe he was absorbing fluid in his legs. Maybe.

Anyway, I hope that James is doing well. And I hope that he's finally begun losing weight so that he can finally get the surgical procedure needed to continue his weight loss journey and save what's left of his life.

4 comments:

Karen Borja- Cotterell said...

I wonder if there is an update somewhere. It was truly depressing and I feel he really hated himself. His girlfriend did NOTHING to help him and EVERYTHING to keep him that weight. It made me sick. When the Dr tells you your body is about to quit, that's when you take it seriously and just stop caring about food so much!

Anonymous said...

James makes me sick he got that way cause he won't stop eating fat bastard. Please came to help him and all he wanted to was cry and scream like a big bitcb. It's his fault he's like he is so I have no sympathy for him at all. When he was eating the chinese food in the apartment in Houston and not working his diet you could see as he ate he was having a food orgasm so nope no empathy or sympathy for the big fat over eating stupid bitch

Anonymous said...

I completely agree with you! I couldn’t feel sorry for him at all bc he kept shoveling food in his mouth. It made me sick to see him eating. He continued to scream “ow! My legs” all the time and yell at everyone but did nothing but lay there. He claimed he couldn’t go to appointments bc his family “needed” him...you don’t do anything but lay down and shit yourself on the bed, how could your family need you. So disgusting! I cannot stand people that are morbidly obese like that and do NOTHING to help themselves.

Anonymous said...

He makes me sick because he did nothing to help himself at all. He lays there on a bed and screams and yells at everyone to get him food. Then when he is offered help, he continues to shovel food down his fat mouth. I would not want to lay there and not be able to do anything at all ever and have my family do everything for me. He is clueless and only cares about food. That’s so disgusting. You can’t feel bad for someone who doesn’t help themselves. He would rather lay there and have his family clean up after him and struggle to roll him over to clean him up. His legs just flop there spread wide open and he doesn’t even care how he looks or anything bc if he did, he would at least try. Come one now, it’s ridiculous...sitting up (with the help of three people) is not an accomplishment!