Billy's Skin Removal Surgery
In 2010 my life was turned upside down due to the passing of my grandpa. A year later, I woke up at 485 pounds and realized that the best way to honor my grandpa would be by spoiling my eventual grandchildren the way he spoiled me.
There are not 485-pound grandparents.
Since then, I have dedicated my life to fitness and have lost 225 pounds. What I have lost in weight, I have gained in life. Over the course of this journey I have accomplished a lifelong goal to start performing stand-up comedy and am actually now a personal trainer at 24 Hour Fitness at Fort Worth-Horne.
I have gained tons of confidence, except when it comes to trying on swim suits.
The only downside of losing this much weight is that you are probably going to have loose skin. That's my current issue. I visited a plastic surgeon this week and he approved me for the skin removal surgery around my chest and stomach. A process that would take me from looking like a wax figure under a heat lamp to a normal, athletic guy.
I suffered immediate sticker shock when they said it would cost $16,000 to get me to that normal body I've strived for the last five years.
I'm reluctant to ask for help because I don't want to owe my friends, but so many of my facebook friends, many of whom I rarely get the chance to speak with anymore, suggested I create this page. I figured it can't hurt to try this and every little bit helps, so whatever you can do to help me reach my dream of simply wearing swim trunks without a t-shirt is greately appreciated.
I'll add some pics of my current, shirtless state if you're interested. I don't know if that's something people really want to see or not though.
I wouldn't be where I am today if it weren't for all of your support, in every facet of this journey.
Thanks to a couple very generous offline donations, I am officially at my financial goal and am on the books to have my surgery May 12. So in just a few short weeks, I'll be living a whole new life and I can't wait to share it with all of you. I know I wouldn't be where I am, or who I am, if not for all of you. Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.
PS: I'm posting this here because it's the best way to reach out to everybody that has helped me. I am in no way asking for money, but if you want to help me get a wardrobe to show off my soon-to-be even more amazing body, I wouldn't object. Haha. Thanks again for everything!
Five years ago today was my first work out. Sure I had been in a gym before, but February 20, 2011 was when I decided I was going to work out for the rest of my life. And after 20 minutes on a treadmill going just 2 MPH, I wished the rest of my life would have been a very short time.
But thankfully it's gotten easier as I've gotten healthier and stronger in this new body. Unfortunately, even though I was healthier and stronger, I wasn't happier.
I've been ashamed of myself. Even though I've made all these strides to improve my outsides, my insides were still confused. I couldn't decide if I should be proud of my accomplishments on the outside.
A. Proud people are annoying. All they do is brag about their accomplishments. B. What was I really proud of? I went from looking like the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man to a melted wax figure from Madame Tussaud's.
But I've decided now, five years after I started this lifelong journey and six years after my grandfather past away, that I should be proud. I've lost 225 pounds, but I've been too afraid and ashamed and embarrassed to show off my accomplishments.
So I've decided to just rip the bandaid off. Here's a picture that not many people have seen. Looking back, I can count seven people that have seen me without a shirt on in the last five years. That includes doctors, surgeons, friends and girlfriends. I'm tired of hiding. I should be proud of this. Not many people can say they've done what I've done.
I'm still working towards getting the skin removal surgery. Imagine having a 30-pound weight strapped to your chest that makes an awful and embarrassing "flopping" sound whenever you jump. I did 40 box jumps yesterday and that sound pissed me off every time. But I'm looking at it more like a Medal of Honor now. I've earned that sound. I've literally worked my butt off for that sound.
This picture was from before the holidays when I was at my most "deflated" and didn't have my beard yet. I think it's the best representation of how far I've come in this amount of time.
So thank all of you for your support these last five years, and a lot of your a lot longer. And if you can, continue to help and support me towards getting rid of that excess skin. I will be eternally grateful. And I included a picture of me and my grandpa, my motivation the last five years. Miss you everyday PawPaw.
I've been shy to keep posting updates because you all have already helped me out so much, but I just saw that today is #givingtuesday. It's a newer tradition to encourage people to give to their favorite cause and or charity. I'd like to throw my, now considerably smaller, hat in the ring of causes. The number above says about $6K, but in reality I'm about $3K away from being able to afford the surgery. I'm aiming for February now so there's still time, but every little bit of help goes a long way. If you've already helped financially, thanks! If you want to keep sharing I would greatly appreciate it! You all are all amazing and y'all are pushing me to be an even better trainer and person. Sometimes I don't know if I'm making an impact on others, then I see how amazing you all have been, and continue to be, to me and it makes these last several years amazing. Thanks again for everything and I have the best friends and supporters ever!
This is Luis. He came to me in July and wasn't really sure he was ready to make a change. But after I was able to share my story and show him support he hadn't experienced before, we began working together. Since then, he's lost 31 pounds, seven percent body fat and eight inches from both his hips and waist. He's been one of my biggest success stories and I've been on cloud nine since seeing his results this morning.
My road has made me feel much better about myself, but it's been mostly by myself. Getting to walk the path of health and fitness with someone embarking on the journey for the first time has been incredibly rewarding. I'm loving my job as a trainer at 24 Hour Fitness and want to thank you all for the support the last couple months on here and those of you I've seen in person.