Billy needs a medal for his drama queen baby-like behaviour. I'm pretty sure if I weighed 600 pounds I would have a sore toe too. He's treated like a 6 year old, and his mum caters to his every need, fetches every ounce of liquid or food that enters his body - surely she is the biggest problem of all and has turned Billy into what he is today. What I don't understand is how she isn't as small as a rack when you consider all the running around she does for him.
What sort of parent offers there 500 pound teen pizza and barbecue burgers when he has just undergone the first stage of a gastric band. To add to it the first meal she fed him when he came out of hospital...wait for it ...was a hot dog ....seriously what is wrong with you?
What a good excuse for not staying in hospital - I want to see my cats! That excuse is not going to work and the only reason he wants to leave is so that he isn't forced to walk around and eat healthy food, when he could be at home surrounded by computer games, Internet, DVDs and his mum to wait on him hand and foot. If I was in charge I would bin his computer games, TV , DVDs and Internet, and make him exercise, no sob story would wash with me. The best thing his mum has done so far is to remove the chair from his room that I think he literally lived in, when I mean lived in I mean he was washed there, slept there and spent all day there! How can some people live this existence?
John Wayne is another annoying person, there are some people out there who would if they could pay to have a gastric band and you have these teenagers who are given them who don't appreciate the second chance they have been given, it was only this week we saw the tragic loss of Murphy because of pneumonia and the difficulties he faced trying to fight it being 600 pounds.
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