Muh Cundishuns, or, I'm So Glad I'm a Shitlord This has been a bad year for cundishuns in my family. My mother, a petite little shitlady, had a hip replacement. my wife, another petite shitlady, needed exploratory womb surgery. I, a thin shitlord, recently threw my back out at the gym.  My mother took her first few steps the same day as her surgery. She's on or ahead of schedule in terms of her healing. She's able to complete all her exercises and walk the necessary number of steps or more each day. Immediately after surgery, she needed a lot of help getting around. We were able to give her that help, because she's thin. Within a few days she could support her own weight with a walker, using her upper body strength. Mom's doing well.  My wife got surgery in her core area, basically. That majorly messes with your mobility. For a few days she was in a lot of pain. For the first day or three, she needed help getting up and sitting down. I was able to help lift her, because she's thin. Like my mother, within a few days my wife was able to wean herself off my assistance and start hauling her own ass around.  I hurt my back at the gym. I took it real easy for the first day. It was really painful to get up and sit down. By the second day I felt somewhat better, so I did a gentle yoga stretch routine on the floor. Man, that felt so good. We're on day 3 now, and while I'm still uncomfortable, I'm mobile and getting better. Where would my mother be now if she weighed 250 lbs? She couldn't have taken those first few steps after surgery. My dad and I wouldn't have been able to help with her mobility issues, because we're not World's Strongest Man competitors. She couldn't have used her arms to support herself on a walker while she practiced baby steps. She'd have to lie around in bed on pain killers while we wipe her ass with a rag on a stick. We'd have to hire someone to take care of her.  What if my wife had weighed 250 lbs? Would the doctor even have been able to perform the surgery? Again, how the hell would she have managed the basics? If she weighed that much, I wouldn't have been able to help her get to the toilet. She would have had to stay in the hospital with a catheter and bedpan for a week in instead of going home the same day. She'd probably still be moaning about the pain and immobility. Instead she's back to 100%. As for my back. Man. It was blindingly painful the first day. What if I were carrying an extra hundred pounds? What then? Mobility wouldn't have been just painful, it'd be impossible. My wife couldn't possibly steady me when it looked like I might collapse - she'd risk being crushed. I'd be lying in bed on opiates right now instead of sitting at my desk at work. If you're fat, you're only one small injury or procedure from being totally disabled. If you're fat, you'd better have REALLY comprehensive insurance, because you're going to need a full-time orderly if one thing goes wrong. This is why it's all downhill for fats when cundishuns get a toehold - because they can't do what it takes to shake 'em off. This is why fats have a long list of things they can no longer do by the time they're 45 years old. Stay healthy, everyone. It feels good.