Nearly losing my dad 10 years ago.
For as long as I could remember he'd come home from work, sit in front of the TV until dinner, still in his work clothes, after dinner he'd get changed, sit back in front of the tv, eating shit food until 2 or 3am. Get up and take me to school, work 6 days a week. I'd barely see him. He was over weight and couldn't really run around with me outside as a kid.
Skip towards my last year of high school, he'd been sick for a month or so, lethargic, not eating much. Came home from taekwondo one night to find him sitting on the floor of the living room, asked why he was there, said he fell from his chair and had been there since i left for training, 3 hours prior. He couldn't get up, and could barely hold his own chin off his chest.
Ambo's took him to hospital where he had a bp of 300 on 130ish, brain swelling, kidney's failing and the docs said he probably wouldn't make the night. i've never cried so hard thinking I was going to lose my dad. He was 130kg, came out of hospital 70kg
He spent 3 weeks in ICU, 3 weeks in HDU, a day on general ward (before discharging himself home) ever since that day, he walks 6km 5 times a week, eats the healthiest i've ever seen, is full of energy and has gotten to a point where he doesn't need a kidney transplant anymore.
about 2 years later i jump on some scales and it read 130kg and i shit myself, thinking i'm now the same weight my dad was when he nearly died.
From that day i vowed to look after myself better.
I hit the gym, with the intention of getting as healthy as i could, i'm still a solid guy now and still 130kg, but dropped a heap of body fat and put on muscle. i do strongman lifting so i'm no bodybuilder chisiled from granite physique but happy where I am.
Also recently got diagnosed with secondary hypogonadism and have started permanent testosterone replacement therapy, which would have attributed to my struggles to lose weight and build musicle
So yeah, been an only child, nearly losing my dad when I was 16, ending up just as heavy as he was was the wake up call i needed.