Dad Is Stunned When His Weight Balloons, All Because Of A Fat Tumor Under His Chin

When he was in his twenties,Stefan Zoleiknoticed his jaw was getting bigger… and it wouldn’t stop growing.

In 2004, he was diagnosed with Madelung disease, a metabolism disorder that caused fat tumors to grow on his face.

One of the tumors grew directly underneath his chin and spanned from ear-to-ear. At nearly 15 pounds, themass became so heavy that Stefan could barely move his head. In fact, he had to quit his job as a car mechanic because it was too uncomfortable to work.

Not only did Stefan feel the physical effects of the tumor, but it took an emotional toll. People were constantly pointing and staring at his face.

Despite his unusual appearance, Stefan got married and had two children. With a wife and kids to depend on, Stefan began isolating himself as hewas too ashamed to be out in public.

In 2014, Stefan finally got the medical treatment he needed; doctors finally agreed to operate on him.Surgeon Igor Homola spent five hours cutting away the tumor at the University Hospital in the northern Slovakia.

Now at47 years old, the surgery has drastically changed Stefan’s everyday life andhis appearance.

In the end, Stefan realized it was hisfamily who provided him with the faith and support he needed, both before and after surgery.

Finally, the husband and fatheris no longer ashamed of showing his face.

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Fat-shaming Trump might be a public service

(CNN)There are two major factors that influence life expectancy: smoking habits and weight. And they’re heading in opposite directions.

While smoking’s popularity has been plummeting for decades — fewer than one in five people still smoke — obesity has climbed to epidemic proportions and now affects more than one in three American adults.
    Obesity — dragged into the presidential race last week by Republican nominee Donald Trump — is a bigger threat to health and linked to higher rates of chronic illness than smoking, problem drinking or poverty.
    These two trends are not unconnected. The average tobacco quitter gains 11 or 12 pounds over the long run. Although the benefits of not smoking are calculated to offset damage from the increased risk of obesity, the obesity tide is eroding some of the gains in life expectancy from reduced smoking.
    Obviously, therefore, physicians are enthusiastically advising their heavier patients to lose weight, hoping for the same success as they have achieved with smoking, right? Well, no. In fact, even when doctors inform patients that their body mass index (BMI) is too high, few offer constructive guidance about how to lose weight, citing barriers such as lack of time, training and confidence.



      Clinton: Who gets up at 3 a.m. for a Twitter attack?


    Unlike smoking, a person’s flab is very much a part of them. Saying “you’re fat” comes to seem almost on a par with saying “you’re ugly.”
    However, Donald Trump has recently bucked this trend. The presidential candidate has talked publicly and disparagingly about the weight of Alicia Machado, a Miss Universe winner, and has previously called talk-show host Rosie O’Donnell a “pig.”
    The irony, not lost on many commentators, is that Donald Trump is not exactly slender himself. In fact, at 6 feet 3 inches and 236 pounds, according to his doctor, his body mass index (BMI) is 29.5, putting him on the cusp of obese (a BMI of 30 or greater).

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    Unlike the yoga-posturing, vegetable-munching Hillary Clinton, Trump doesn’t exercise. He eats buckets of fried chicken. He knows he should lose weight but his lifestyle gets in the way. He says he’s always been overweight.
    In other words, he’s like an awful lot of Americans. So perhaps Trump is doing us a favour, making it fair game to talk about his size as a way to open discussions about obesity without upsetting those of a more sensitive disposition.
    Perhaps fat-shaming Donald Trump might even count as a public service.

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    Harvest Salad: A Last-Ditch Effort For Your Fat Ass

    Now that we know the world will probs end in about 2.5 years, we feel like we still need to try to look nice for a lil while. Even though the holidays are coming, we like to give the illusion of balance by making a fucking salad. I mean, it cant be pizza and sadness until January, right? Right.

    We adapted this recipe from lil bitchJamie Oliver, who cries over anything that isnt healthy.


    • 1 small butternut squash, skinned, seeded, and cut into 1-inch chunks feel free to buy the pre-sliced shit too
    • 4 small beets, whatever colors your heart desires, scrubbed and cut into quarters
    • 1 small red onion, cut into sixths
    • 2 bulbs of fennel, each cut into like, 6-8 wedges
    • Olive oil
    • 2 tsps ground coriander
    • Salt and pepper
    • bunch of fresh mint
    • bunch of fresh parsley
    • 1 pomegranate
    • cup crumbled feta or goat cheese
    • 2 tbsps red wine vinegar
    • 1 tsp Dijon mustard

    Preheat the oven to 350F and place the butternut squash, beets, red onion, and fennel on a sheet pan thats been sprayed with non-stick spray. You cant be too fucking careful these days. Sprinkle over the olive oil (not like, a ton, but enough to make everything nommy), coriander, salt, and pepper to taste. Toss everything wiff yo hands!

    Roast for 40-60 minutes, shaking and stirring veggies about halfway through. Once the veggies are soft and goldenstarting to get caramelytake them out and let them cool for a bit.

    Meanwhile, make your dressing by combining 2 tbsps of red wine vinegar, 6 tbsps of extra virgin olive oil, and 1 tsp of Dijon mustard. Mix all that shit real good, then sprinkle over the veggies while theyre still warm. Sprinkle the mint and parsley leaves over the top and toss.

    Grab your pomegranate, cut it in half, then hit (yes literally) the back of each half with a wooden spoon to get the seeds out. Then add them to the veggies. Crumble over the feta, toss all that shit together in a big bowl, and eat your healthy feelings!

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    I Ate Like A Gilmore Girl For A Week And Here’s How Fat I Got

    Rory and Lorelai Gilmore are known for basically three things. Their pop culture references, their bizarre obsession with each other, and their incredible metabolisms.

    The pair doesn’t know how to cook so they are always ordering takeout/eating at Luke’s. They eat pizza, burgers, pizza, or Chinese food for dinner and lunch. For breakfast, it’s donuts, pancakes, bacon, Pop Tarts, or copious amounts of cereal. They avoid salad like I avoid people and interpersonal relationships. I mean, what?

    If you go over to their house during movie night (gross, get outside) you’ll find marshmallows, cheese puffs, tater tots, Red Vines, and probably every other kind of sugary snack you can think of, including but not limited to sushi candy. (Which they made one time for a slightly racist “Asian Party”.)

    Plus, they consume INSANE amounts of coffee and completely dismiss all forms of exercise. This all sounds like a great lifestyle to emulate, right?!

    After becoming anxious that the possible leader of our country would be a pussy-grabbing Cheetoh in human form, I thought “Why not? We’re all slowly dying anyway.” Then I shrugged, tried to fashion a noose out of my shower curtain, failed, and got to work on eating like a Gilmore for a whole week.

    The basic plan was to consume as many shitty things as I could at any interval in the day and only when I’m truly hungry and/or running late for class at Chilton.

    So, here’s what it looked like:


    Cereal: I chose the most sugary ones available, so I had your basic Froot Loops, your Cap’n Crunches, and your Lucky Charms. I ate a few bowls of this every morning except for two days wherein I had:

    2-3 strawberry poptarts instead with several cups of coffee. I’M GOING TO LIVE FOREVER.

    On Wednesday, I had a donut.


    I couldn’t really find a “Luke’s” type diner and didn’t really want to step inside of a “diner” anyway so I made my own burgers, sandwiches, and fries. Sue me! I did that for basically most of the week, but I’m not going to lie to you, by the third straight day, fries were kind of weirding me out. (What is a fry???) For the other few days that I didn’t have this for lunch, I opted for hellllllllllla dope-ass snacks. Chips, Cheetohs (to celebrate the presidency!), gummy candy. I did not have a single particle of lettuce. Oh, and I also had leftover Chinese food.


    I had takeout two nights out of the week, but that’s all I could muster. By the end of the day, I would start to feel pretty fucking ill. For two nights, I sobbed into some Ben & Jerry’s. The other nights consisted of leftovers and, fucking of course, pizza.

    ^^ This is a bit much, no?


    Honestly, I drink a lot of coffee anyway, so this part wasn’t hard. It was hard, however, to find a surly man who ran a local diner to give it to me. So, I had to make it myself. I stopped keeping track of the amount of cups I had per day but lets say it was somewhere between 5 and methamphetamine.


    The results were honestly inspirational. By the end of the week, I felt accomplished, but like I was going to die. I lost no pounds, but gained so much perspective. I am blessed.

    No, I’m fucking with you. I gained two pounds, which is upsetting because I’m always trying to lose 3. These woman are fucking savages. Not only would it be impressive if they could stay that thin eating all this shit, but how are they able to form coherent sentences? By day three I started telling people I was on some new heart medication so they could stop worrying about my jittery hands and beady eyes. You’d think living off junk food would be fun and freeing and a way to say “fuck the system!”, but actually, it’s nauseating and may have given me permanent chest hives.

    Rory and Lorelaibesides the fact that you are not real and this diet is clearly hyperboleI don’t know how you do it. Respect.

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    Dad Calls One Of His Daughters The Fat One, But One Year Later, She Looks Unrecognizable

    In 2005, a woman named Jill appeared on “The Oprah Winfrey Show” alongside her father, Kirk. Jill went on to become one of Oprah’s “most memorable guests” after revealing a shocking truth about her family.

    Jill grew up as“the fat one” amongst her three skinny siblings. At her heaviest weight of302 pounds, Jill publicly expressed her grief in how her father treated her; she constantly felt like the worthless one.

    Even Kirk admitted he was ashamed of Jill when they would go out in public, and over the years Jill began hating him for it.

    Following her first appearance on Oprah, Jill underwent gastric bypass surgery and lost 150 pounds. She appeared on Oprah a second time and said she not only wanted to feel better about herself, but she also wanted to feel acceptance from Kirk.

    In 2009, Jill got married to David, “the most incredible man in this world.” Shereturned to Oprah with yet another update: she now has a positive relationship with her dad in the wake of her weight loss, and came to realize her father did and does love her.

    But Jill’s struggles were far from over, as you’re about to see in the second video below…

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    235-Pound Mom Gives Birth, Then Realizes How Much Weight She Really Gained

    Every woman who has had a child knows how quickly pregnancy cravings can overpower a woman’s willpower to stay away from an excess of unhealthy foods. It’s already hard to turn away all the delicious temptations in our kitchens and in restaurants, but while pregnant, it’s oftenextra hard!

    When Rachel Graham got pregnant, she saw it as an excuse to eat all the foods she had previously deprived herself of. Having suffered from an eating disorder while still in school, the then-24-year-old mom thought she could easily lose the weight.

    But as time passed, the weight didn’t come off. She tried everything from low calorie diets to diet pills and everything in between. Nothing worked, in the long term, and by the time she got pregnant with her second child, she had ballooned to 235 pounds.

    Rachel knew that she had to make a change when she felt winded by simple tasks, like climbing up stairs to her home. So,in 2015, she started changing her habits: she counted calories, ate healthy food, controlled her portions, and exercised a few times a weeks. She didn’t have to deprive herself of all her favorite foods!

    One year later, the results are simply astounding: Rachel lost 100 pounds, and loves showing off her new body.

    She’s also very honest about her body after the extreme weight loss. While she is now healthier than ever, she admits to feeling self-conscious about her loose skin.

    Scroll down to read more about the mom’s fitness journey, and what the results of old-fashioned hard work really looks like!

    “The anxiety posting this is REAL. Taken a few minutes apart, flexing in the first. ‘How did you avoid loose skin and stretch marks?’ Heyyyyy, I didn’t! Its all there.”

    “High waisted bottoms have become my bff. Do I regret losing weight? Hellllll noooooo. NEVER. Not even a slightest thought. I am more FIT than I’ve ever been in my entire life. Happier. HEALTHIER.”

    “I’d be lying if I said my loose skin wasn’t an insecurity of mine.. But I refuse to let it consume me. It doesn’t hold me back like the weight used to. “

    “This stomach has grown two beautiful boys.. Has been through a 90lb+ gain and loss (100lb+ lost from my highest weight while pregnant!) “

    “Will you have loose skin after losing weight? I can’t answer that for you, everyBODY is different. Will it be worth it, regardless? YES.”

    “Also for those who have asked.. I do plan to have surgery some day, but in the mean time I’m just working on self loooovvveeee.”

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