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	<title>Comments on: I am a happy little man</title>
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		<title>By: Neva Marjory</title>
		<link>http://www.obesity-surgery.bseulf.org/2003/05/12/i-am-a-happy-little-man/#comment-309</link>
		<author>Neva Marjory</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2003 22:17:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dear George: (Good name....my husband's name is
George) Anyway, I loved the title of your message. Isn't
strange to have happy and little in the same sentence.
Anyway, I wanted to comment on your statement out stares
from people. My husband never noticed the unpolite
stares, jabs or comments from people when I was heavy. Or
the impolite salespeople. After my surgery I
purposely called it to his attention. Now, two years later,
he watches things closely now and will even say,
&#34;That would never have happened two years ago would
it.&#34; It's a sad world we live in when we are only
deemed worthy of respect because of our size. But with
each pound I lost, I found people treated me so
differently. My greatest joy is to go into a mall and to
actually NOT be noticed where before I was the constant
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butt of jokes from every kid under 18 and even jabs
from their parents. What a joy it is to blend into the
crowd now. Thanks....Helen</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear George: (Good name&#8230;.my husband&#8217;s name is<br />
George) Anyway, I loved the title of your message. Isn&#8217;t<br />
strange to have happy and little in the same sentence.<br />
Anyway, I wanted to comment on your statement out stares<br />
from people. My husband never noticed the unpolite<br />
stares, jabs or comments from people when I was heavy. Or<br />
the impolite salespeople. After my surgery I<br />
purposely called it to his attention. Now, two years later,<br />
he watches things closely now and will even say,<br />
&quot;That would never have happened two years ago would<br />
it.&quot; It&#8217;s a sad world we live in when we are only<br />
deemed worthy of respect because of our size. But with<br />
each pound I lost, I found people treated me so<br />
differently. My greatest joy is to go into a mall and to<br />
actually NOT be noticed where before I was the constant<br />
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butt of jokes from every kid under 18 and even jabs<br />
from their parents. What a joy it is to blend into the<br />
crowd now. Thanks&#8230;.Helen</p>
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