





Life in a 300+ pound world has been definitely interesting. She breathes very heavily now and moves glacially slow. As you can see in the first photos, she likes to hold onto things now to stand because standing up has become too much work. Her feet hurt too much as well having to support her weight so she mostly sits on her ass which acts as it’s own attached couch cushion. I just got her the biggest jeans I could find at Target and her thighs tore them open (pictured.) I thought she would plateau after her big weigh-in but she’s rapidly seemed to only get fatter somehow, like her wellness completely fell off a cliff, and she’s eating huge sums of food, has become mostly sound effects without sentences, and spends her time either on the couch or on the toilet, which she now dwarfs (pictured as well.) She’s gotten so obese the toilet looks to be the size of a bucket now and I’m surprised it hasn’t broken. But, through it all, even her chins, she’s still smiling! And I’m still feeding. So enjoy these pics I snapped today!