I wonder why she thought 2020 would be good?
At the end of 2019, she’s still had cellulitis or some infection in her navel. She also has an infection in her bladder and kidneys that numerous rounds of antibiotics can’t cure. She gets a cold/flu/illness every month or so, proving her immune function is low. She sleeps sitting up on pillow mountain because she can’t breath otherwise. Her wake/sleep times are backwards for no reason except probably depression. She has painful and easily infected lymphedema. She uses a scooter because she can’t walk, And just moving a couple steps has her breathing like a bellows. Her hygiene gets worse and worse-she can’t wash her hair and it’s greasy and sloppy, she has difficulty changing clothes and they are usually dirty and covered in pet hair, and she doesn’t have even the most basic skin care ritual-like washing her face or hands.
That’s just what she’s admitted! What she hasn’t confessed to is her likely diabetes, high blood pressure, more skin infections, her weight being over 600 lbs (which is not only significant because we are curious, but is important because it shows this is clearly so far out of her control it can’t be fixed alone), and her decline in every way.
Fatties need to stop thinking the date changing means they get to leave all they’ve done to themselves behind and start fresh and healthy. Nope. This year will be a continuation of last year, with more infections, even more immobility, probably the start of hospitalizations.
There is only way to turn this aircraft carrier around, and that’s for her to turn it all over to somebody who can help, probably some sort of inpatient care. She’s lied to us for sure, but she’s also lying to herself. Unless she realizes that she has no clue how to eat, checks herself in somewhere and only eats what they give her, showers when they tell her, walks, wakes and sleeps when they tell her, and learns what normal life is like, she’s doomed. No years will be better than the last, it’s all worse from here on out.