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I am banned!
Hello all. My name is Jason Weathers. Chip asked me to take a minute or two and tell you my story.
Chip and i actually met a while back before my accident. I was an aspiring BBer looking to do my first BIG show. I had just spent the better part of 3 years getting 'geared' up after 10 years of being natural to prepare. This was my life. I ate, slept, breathed BBing and let it control my life. I had a gorgeouse woman in my life, who was wild in bed, but that was second to me and my goals. She stuck around but the end was inevitable. i had done great in my first two shows and was convinced i could win the state show.
Chip was actually at a show i was attending in Illinois to kind of get a feel for how bigger competitions work. Not sure how we started talking as I'm pretty shy, but i remembered him telling me he used to be really fat, depressed, etc. and he was now on some sort of hormone replacement that changed his life. I couldn't believe it cuz the guy was jacked.
So I am 3 days out from my show the following week and coming home from the gym. i had stopped by my girls house to tell her i wouldn't be seeing her the rest of the week cuz i had to mentally prepare. i know, idiot.
Anyway, i was a bit pissed off on the way home after we got into a fight and it was getting dark. I was turning a sharp corner and a dairy cow had wandered into the road somehow. i never had a chance and hit it at 65mph with my truck. Needless to say the cow just exploded, but not before flipping my truck end over end. When i came to, i couldn't feel my legs. My right arm was behind my head in a way it shouldn't have been. What i saw next was the worse. I had on white shorts and my whole crotch area was blood red and leaking onto the floor. While my truck was flipping, i had landed on a steel fence post. It went through the bottom of my truck floor board and hit me right in the crotch. It actually penetrated my rectal plane about 2 inches. Again, i couldn't feel a thing, but i knew what i saw. I passed out and woke up in the hospital. All in all i ended up with both legs broken, a cracked pelvis, severe rectal damage, 4 cracked ribs, 2 broken, a broken collarbone and a compound fracture of the right humerus.
Fast forward 1 year. I went from 6'0" 238lbs @~6%BF to 358lbs and about 40% BF in that time. I could barely walk. I was hooked on pain pills and had a hard time even using the bathroom. I didn't have to use a colostomy bag, but i was starting to develop diabetes and that was pretty much on the way as well. i was miserable. I had lost my job (train conductor), my girl, my home (foreclosure) and worse yet, i could barely move and was living off of disability like some worthless piece of shit. i considered suicide several times but could never bring myself to do it. Worse yet, i hadn't had an erection in a year. Nothing could help. Porn, prostitutes (shame), nothing. I once took 300mg of Viagra ad my heart almost stopped. i had to be taken to the ER.
One night i decided i had to do something. I had talked to doctor after doctor, test after test, none of them would help me other than just give me a bunch of pills. my test levels were at 78ng/dl with an estro level of 51. The doctors said i had to lose weight before they would consider other options. i had no idea what that meant and just kept eating.
I was watching a show on TV and they mentioned Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT). It was like a lightbulb went off in my head. I just couldn't remember the guys name. I had no idea he lived in Michigan when we talked, but i had to get in touch with him. I started searching around. First with his old company. Nothing, couldn't even find them anywhere if i wanted as i couldn't remember the name.
A few days later i was in a grocery store with my brother (he helped me get around alot then). I was in line and this big dude walks by and heads to a Corvette out in the parking lot. As he turned to get in the car, i see his face. It was him. I yelled as loud as i could and told my brother to stop that fucker. it was crazy. Chip sees my brother yelling at him running towards his car. he actually pulls his gun out of the glove and tells my brother he will shoot his ass if he doesn't stop. My brother freaks and i come rolling out (i was in one of those Rascal things). i was amazed as Chip looked at me and immediately put down his gun. not because i was fat and in a rascal, but because he recognized me somehow. he walked right up and said "Jason, what the hell happened to you dude?"
i couldn't believe it. i was 100lbs heavier and fat and it was a year later and this guy remembered my name. i was floored. I started crying right then and there. it was by far the most amazing moment of my life.
We went next door for coffee and talked for hours. Chip turned off his phone and said this was his priority. He told me about him starting maximus Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) and he wanted to help me no matter what. I just happened to have some BW done and it was in my brothers car. Chip took one look and i thought he was gonna explode. He looked like he would kill someone for not helping me.
Anyway, that was 6 months ago. i am currently at 284lbs BF% somewhere in the 20s. I am no longer in need of Insulin at any dose. i can walk without pain and no more swelling. My latest test level check was 601ng/dl and my estro is in check at 22. I couldn't be happier.
I'm still having problems with erections, but after i lost the weight, Chip helped me find a specialist and we found out the fence post had damaged some nerves in my testicles, but they could be repaired. luckily i had some settlement money left over still (most went to pizza and ice cream) from the accident as i didn't have insurance to cover the procedure. Chip even said he would help me if needed but i could never do that.
The surgery is scheduled for next week and the doctor gave me a 99% success rate and said i could start having sex within 3 weeks once the swelling went down (and once i don't look so gross)
i am literally a man again and i feel i can do anything. I went back to the rail yard last week and they are thinking they have a PT fill in position for me, which could lead to FT work again. i am continuing my Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) and eating better and hope to be back to somewhat good shape by the end of the year.
i could not have done this without Chip. i consider him my guardian angel as if i wouldn't have met him, I'd probably be dead by now. He calls me every week and occasionally we'll meet up for lunch or even train a bit at the gym. i still can't believe he lived in the next town over the whole time. I believe god truly meant for me to meet Chip back then and brought him to me during my lowest point. I have gotten over my shyness. I feel comfortable talking to women again (even though i won't make a move til the procedure. haha). Hell, maybe i will grace the stage again someday.
So this is my story. Chip has changed my life. Thank you so much Chip. I could never even think of a way to repay you for saving my life. I am forever in your debt.
Jason
Chip and i actually met a while back before my accident. I was an aspiring BBer looking to do my first BIG show. I had just spent the better part of 3 years getting 'geared' up after 10 years of being natural to prepare. This was my life. I ate, slept, breathed BBing and let it control my life. I had a gorgeouse woman in my life, who was wild in bed, but that was second to me and my goals. She stuck around but the end was inevitable. i had done great in my first two shows and was convinced i could win the state show.
Chip was actually at a show i was attending in Illinois to kind of get a feel for how bigger competitions work. Not sure how we started talking as I'm pretty shy, but i remembered him telling me he used to be really fat, depressed, etc. and he was now on some sort of hormone replacement that changed his life. I couldn't believe it cuz the guy was jacked.
So I am 3 days out from my show the following week and coming home from the gym. i had stopped by my girls house to tell her i wouldn't be seeing her the rest of the week cuz i had to mentally prepare. i know, idiot.
Anyway, i was a bit pissed off on the way home after we got into a fight and it was getting dark. I was turning a sharp corner and a dairy cow had wandered into the road somehow. i never had a chance and hit it at 65mph with my truck. Needless to say the cow just exploded, but not before flipping my truck end over end. When i came to, i couldn't feel my legs. My right arm was behind my head in a way it shouldn't have been. What i saw next was the worse. I had on white shorts and my whole crotch area was blood red and leaking onto the floor. While my truck was flipping, i had landed on a steel fence post. It went through the bottom of my truck floor board and hit me right in the crotch. It actually penetrated my rectal plane about 2 inches. Again, i couldn't feel a thing, but i knew what i saw. I passed out and woke up in the hospital. All in all i ended up with both legs broken, a cracked pelvis, severe rectal damage, 4 cracked ribs, 2 broken, a broken collarbone and a compound fracture of the right humerus.
Fast forward 1 year. I went from 6'0" 238lbs @~6%BF to 358lbs and about 40% BF in that time. I could barely walk. I was hooked on pain pills and had a hard time even using the bathroom. I didn't have to use a colostomy bag, but i was starting to develop diabetes and that was pretty much on the way as well. i was miserable. I had lost my job (train conductor), my girl, my home (foreclosure) and worse yet, i could barely move and was living off of disability like some worthless piece of shit. i considered suicide several times but could never bring myself to do it. Worse yet, i hadn't had an erection in a year. Nothing could help. Porn, prostitutes (shame), nothing. I once took 300mg of Viagra ad my heart almost stopped. i had to be taken to the ER.
One night i decided i had to do something. I had talked to doctor after doctor, test after test, none of them would help me other than just give me a bunch of pills. my test levels were at 78ng/dl with an estro level of 51. The doctors said i had to lose weight before they would consider other options. i had no idea what that meant and just kept eating.
I was watching a show on TV and they mentioned Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT). It was like a lightbulb went off in my head. I just couldn't remember the guys name. I had no idea he lived in Michigan when we talked, but i had to get in touch with him. I started searching around. First with his old company. Nothing, couldn't even find them anywhere if i wanted as i couldn't remember the name.
A few days later i was in a grocery store with my brother (he helped me get around alot then). I was in line and this big dude walks by and heads to a Corvette out in the parking lot. As he turned to get in the car, i see his face. It was him. I yelled as loud as i could and told my brother to stop that fucker. it was crazy. Chip sees my brother yelling at him running towards his car. he actually pulls his gun out of the glove and tells my brother he will shoot his ass if he doesn't stop. My brother freaks and i come rolling out (i was in one of those Rascal things). i was amazed as Chip looked at me and immediately put down his gun. not because i was fat and in a rascal, but because he recognized me somehow. he walked right up and said "Jason, what the hell happened to you dude?"
i couldn't believe it. i was 100lbs heavier and fat and it was a year later and this guy remembered my name. i was floored. I started crying right then and there. it was by far the most amazing moment of my life.
We went next door for coffee and talked for hours. Chip turned off his phone and said this was his priority. He told me about him starting maximus Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) and he wanted to help me no matter what. I just happened to have some BW done and it was in my brothers car. Chip took one look and i thought he was gonna explode. He looked like he would kill someone for not helping me.
Anyway, that was 6 months ago. i am currently at 284lbs BF% somewhere in the 20s. I am no longer in need of Insulin at any dose. i can walk without pain and no more swelling. My latest test level check was 601ng/dl and my estro is in check at 22. I couldn't be happier.
I'm still having problems with erections, but after i lost the weight, Chip helped me find a specialist and we found out the fence post had damaged some nerves in my testicles, but they could be repaired. luckily i had some settlement money left over still (most went to pizza and ice cream) from the accident as i didn't have insurance to cover the procedure. Chip even said he would help me if needed but i could never do that.
The surgery is scheduled for next week and the doctor gave me a 99% success rate and said i could start having sex within 3 weeks once the swelling went down (and once i don't look so gross)
i am literally a man again and i feel i can do anything. I went back to the rail yard last week and they are thinking they have a PT fill in position for me, which could lead to FT work again. i am continuing my Hormone Replacement Therapy (HRT) and eating better and hope to be back to somewhat good shape by the end of the year.
i could not have done this without Chip. i consider him my guardian angel as if i wouldn't have met him, I'd probably be dead by now. He calls me every week and occasionally we'll meet up for lunch or even train a bit at the gym. i still can't believe he lived in the next town over the whole time. I believe god truly meant for me to meet Chip back then and brought him to me during my lowest point. I have gotten over my shyness. I feel comfortable talking to women again (even though i won't make a move til the procedure. haha). Hell, maybe i will grace the stage again someday.
So this is my story. Chip has changed my life. Thank you so much Chip. I could never even think of a way to repay you for saving my life. I am forever in your debt.
Jason
