musings, life lessons & poetry from Theresa Jarosz Alberti


Published on my one year “a-knee-versary” of my first knee replacement surgery…

I was so angry at my surgeon. He’d finally agreed to operate on me, but his initial refusal to give me total knee replacement surgery had resulted in more than a year of excruciating pain and disability. Facing the upcoming surgery, I knew I needed to let go of my negative feelings before he sliced me open. It was time to focus on positive energy so that I’d be in the best frame of mind to heal.

Over and over again in the weeks before surgery, I thought: I forgive him his ignorance. He doesn’t know me, my strength, my abilities. I’ll show I’m I’m a good candidate for this surgery despite his misgivings. I will be a success.

Meeting Dr. X

I began having trouble with my knees over 10 years ago. Visits to an orthopedic sports doctor for intermittent pain showed I had osteoarthritis. My knee cartilage would gradually wear away and, sooner or later, I’d need knee replacements. Doctors try to hold off surgery until as “later” as you can possibly stand. So I spent years on a gradual path into pain meds, cortisone shots and physical therapy until I was declared “bone on bone” and the pain was debilitating. My orthopedic doctor sent me off to his recommended surgeon.   

I was excited at the idea of new knees. Friends had been telling me how much it had changed their lives. Worsening knee pain had been gradually stealing my life away, slowing me down, making me avoid activity. I’m one of those people who actually enjoys exercise, and I was looking forward to being able to get back to weight lifting and spinning classes and Zumba and more.

That day when I met Dr. X in the white-tiled exam room I enthusiastically told him about all the things I’d tried to help my knees, my history, my motivation to get the surgery, all while he bent and measured my knees, watched me walk down the hall, and looked at my x-rays. I hoped I would get a surgery date soon, and maybe I could even convince him to do both my knees at once. I knew people who’d had that and done well. I wanted to get back to living an active life as soon as possible.

Dr. X had another idea.

He told me that the risks of operating on overweight patients go up “exponentially” over a certain BMI. He talked about the risks of complications during surgery, and risks of infection afterwards, up to 10-15% in “obese” patients. [These were the statistics I was quoted, however, other surgeons and other studies dispute these numbers.] He suggested bariatric surgery to lose weight.

Yes, the reality is that I’m fat. The medical community classifies me by the ugly term “morbidly obese.” I have experienced weight-cycling and have had an eating disorder for most of my life. Bariatric surgery has been suggested to me by doctors, friends and even strangers, and I admit I nosedive into shame whenever it comes up. I am adamantly opposed to that surgery, for many reasons. Most importantly, I know it wouldn’t work for me because of my eating disorder.

After I explained to him that I was in ED treatment, he nodded and flatly told me that he was not going to schedule me for my knee surgery. My heart plummeted  — I hadn’t expected this. He said, “I’m not saying I won’t do the surgery, but I want you to go away and work on your health for 3 months.”

What? My ED program is not a weight-loss program, I told him.

“It’s not about losing weight. I want you to show me you’re serious, and that you understand the risks,” he said. “I want you to develop a good relationship with me.”

At this point, I got louder. I was frustrated, angry, unseen, unheard. I didn’t know what he meant by a good relationship with him. I told him I had already been working on all this for a long time. I’m strong and healthy, I exercise, but pain limits me greatly. I’m highly motivated and educated. I wanted knee replacements so I can walk and climb stairs and resume activities and travel. I knew larger people who’d had the surgery and thrived.

But his answer was still no. “I’m going to get second opinions,” I said. He cheerfully provided me with names of colleagues, and then I was out in the hallway, tears stinging my eyes. I’d been denied surgery. Now what?

Now What?

After telling my story on Facebook, I received many personal recommendations for orthopedic surgeons to try. I had an appointment at one of the largest orthopedic practices in our state (with 36 locations). The recommended doctor told me they had a hard line against doing knee replacements for anyone over a certain BMI. None of them would operate on me.

After more humiliating rejections. I was discouraged, hopeless, full of shame, and angry. At this point, I did what I do best in tough times: I went into research mode. I started looking into alternative treatments. How could I move forward when my knee pain was getting worse every day?

What followed was a year-long odyssey into my new full-time job of managing my health care. I’d already stopped working temp jobs because of my pain. Now I spent my days in long Internet searches, calling my health insurance in confusing red-tape loops of information (and often misinformation) about possibilities.

I found out about pain management clinics and went to three different ones. I tried different combinations of pain meds, which never did more than ease my pain minimally. I tried acupuncture and somatic yoga for pain, did water workouts and more physical therapy. I read books on pain management. I got a cane and a handicapped parking tag, since even small amounts of walking hurt. I experienced limitations in my mobility that impacted nearly every aspect of my daily life. Though I’m immensely privileged and grateful to have my mobility eventually return, I learned a lot about struggles for accessibility through this experience.

I researched stem cell treatments for knees, which sounded great! Could I grow back the cartilage on my knees? Unfortunately, it’s expensive, not covered by insurance, and unproven. Then I found out about radiofrequency ablation (RFA) for knees. By inserting a needle into the knee, a doctor could burn (or freeze) the nerve endings which might give pain relief for months or years. It might enable me to be active again! I enthusiastically researched this possibility, and after many more phone calls, lined myself up to get RFA at the world famous Mayo Clinic. I was really hopeful.

A week before the procedure, I was informed that my insurance wouldn’t cover Mayo Clinic. That was a hard setback, but I arranged for RFA at a pain clinic in my network a few months later. It ended up being a torturous and stressful experience that required me to have four separate sessions with needles being jammed deep into my knees. The worst part was that ultimately, RFA did not give the results I longed for. I was still hurting a lot every day and was moving less. I was sitting on the sidelines of my life.

I found myself at another “Now What?” moment. Even though I was still angry at Dr. X for refusing me surgery, I decided to return to him a year after my first visit. He had left open the possibility of me coming back and I was desperate. I knew I needed knee surgery. Would he now operate on me?

Dr. X Says Yes

I thought I would have to prepare my case and have all my arguments lined up for my appointment with Dr. X, but this one went much more smoothly. He examined my knees and my x-rays, and it was undeniable that everything was worse. I told him about getting RFA and my lack of success with that. He nodded and told me he’d send in the surgery scheduler. I would get one of my knees done in 2 1/2 months and then we’d see how that one did. If it was successful, I could have the other one done a few months after that. I was so relieved!

It was hard to wait for those last few months. My husband Bob and I prepped for surgery by going to a surgery information session, getting all the suggested equipment (a raised toilet seat, shower chair, walker) and moving our bedroom from the attic to the main floor. I worked with my fear of having this intimidating surgery, doing visualizations of everything going well with excellent healing and recovery. Then I realized I had to forgive Dr. X.

I can’t have this guy cut me open and remove a body part if I’m pissed off at him, I thought. That’s too much negativity. It didn’t come easy, but I internally extended forgiveness to him, welcomed him to my team. He and I were going to make this the best knee surgery ever.

Surgery + Recovery, Rinse and Repeat

I had my right knee replacement on September 4, 2018. Despite all the risk percentages quoted to me, despite my “morbid obesity,” it went extremely well. With Bob’s help, I got through those first tough months (and oh, it is no picnic!) and made steady progress. Bob could see a difference in how I was walking in just a few days. I did lots of physical therapy, and then returned to Dr. X for my 6-week checkup. He was pleased with my results and said I could schedule my other knee replacement. This time I had to wait 3 months for an surgery date. Having one knee done had made a big difference, but my left knee was still in pain. I was eager to get this surgery done.

I had my left knee replacement at the end of January, almost 5 months after my first surgery. Again, it went extremely well, and then I had to get through the arduous reality of recovery, this time, snowbound in February. It was hard, but I was so happy to have the surgeries behind me, to be on the road to feeling and moving better.

But I was not done with Dr. X yet. Ever since my first surgery, I’d had an idea brewing. I wanted to talk to Dr. X at my next 6-week checkup about his initial refusal to operate on me in 2017. I’d learned so much in the last few years on this journey of pain and disability and my struggles with the medical system. I’d been doing research on medical bias and updated studies on knee replacements for fat people. I was nervous to talk to him about this, especially with his somewhat stiff demeanor. How would he react? He might be angry or dismissive. I knew I had to speak up about this though, if only for myself. Deep breath!

The Big Talk

I was back in the white-tiled exam room for the umpteenth time, my heart beating fast. I was scared but ready. Dr. X walked in and smiled and declared my knees a success. Then it was time…

I want to thank you for doing such an excellent job on my knees! We’re a team, and I couldn’t have done it without you. But I also want to tell you that I believe I suffered needlessly for over a year because you refused to operate on me because of my weight. Despite all the risks you told me about, I’m a success, and having these new knees is making such a huge difference in the quality of my life. I hope that the next time a fat person comes into your office, you will use ME as an example, and look at the whole health of an individual as you assess them for surgery. I’m healthy, I’m motivated and I’ve gone through other surgeries, so I was a good candidate for this surgery. I know doctors want to help people, and you could do so much good for people by not making them go through what I did. So many fat people avoid going to see doctors because they feel ashamed and humiliated by how they are treated. 

I then told him I’d made a resource sheet of websites, books and articles related to what I was talking about, if he was interested. Then I held my breath awaiting his response.

To my surprise, he listened thoughtfully and thanked me. He told me he would use me as an example when other fat people come into his office. He took the resource sheet and said he had a resource for me I might be interested in, and asked if I would send him a copy of my sheet by email so that he could share it with others. I was flabbergasted! This did not seem like the same doctor who had first refused to operate on me.

I was overjoyed! This had gone much better than I ever could have expected. He smiled at me and we shook hands. I walked out of that office and into the lobby and did a victory fist-pump, then called Bob, happy and tearful, with my good news.

I’d advocated for myself and for others who might be denied surgery, and I’d been heard. Maybe someone else would be helped because of me. Maybe others wouldn’t have to go through the suffering and humiliation I’d experienced.

The last few years have been a huge learning experience for me about so many things: our medical and health insurance systems, fatphobia in the medical community, what it’s like to live with a disability and chronic pain (which is a blog post for another day) , and how to fight for what you need. It’s now been 1 year since my first surgery and 7 months since my second surgery, and I’m still recovering. I’m not in constant pain anymore, I’m able to do so many things I couldn’t for quite awhile, and I’m so grateful. There were a lot of things I took for granted about health and my body for so long, and now I know how precious those are.

For anyone else out there suffering needlessly because you’ve been denied treatment based on your weight, keep fighting and looking. There are doctors who will operate on fat bodies. Our diet mentality culture breeds all sorts of misinformation, and you can pursue healthy behaviors at any size. You deserve to get help to live a pain-free life. Fight against the useless shame.

I’m so glad I did. I love my new knees!

You can see the resource sheet I put together for Dr. X here. Feel free to copy and share it with my byline. I keep updating it as I find more resources and information, so please keep checking back. [I also have an important resource sheet on joint replacements and obesity here.]

Thanks to everyone who has followed and supported my journey over the last few years. I have received help from others in so many ways!

[Photos by Bob Alberti, and me, and Natanael Melchor and Rawpixel courtesy of]


  1. Emily Wallner

    You are a rockstar! ? I am so glad that your new knees have given you your life back.

    • Emily

      Oops! The question mark was supposed to be a purple heart.

      • Theresa Alberti

        WordPress is just not emojii-friendly!

    • Theresa Alberti

      Thanks so much, Emily! I’m very happy about that too!

  2. Linda Hammersten

    Thank you for sharing your resource list, Theresa! I have been reading about the HAES movement!

    • Theresa Alberti

      You’re welcome! Learning about HAES and weight science was really eye-opening for me.

  3. Chrystal

    May I share this on my blog with full attribution to you and your blog? My audience will love this.

    • Theresa Alberti

      Yes, please do! I would be honored if this can help anyone else.

  4. Jennifer D-K

    I’m having trouble finding words to adequately convey what a gorgeous piece of writing this is and how much I love your story. I was angry and frustrated along with you when you had to live with pain for so long; I’m breathless with admiration for your realization that you needed to come to a place of peace with your doctor before you had the surgery; and I am leaping out of my chair applauding wildly at your final talk with your doctor!!!! What an inspiring and incredibly useful story you have given us. You are such an awesome and lovely girl, and I’m proud to call you my friend. xoxoxo

    • Theresa Alberti

      Thanks, dear Jen, for your sweet comment! That means a lot to me. Thanks for all your support and encouragement!

  5. Terri Delaney

    Fantastic article Theresa. I’ll be sharing with some clients. I’m so happy for you and proud of you!!!

    • Theresa Alberti

      Thanks, Terri– I appreciate you sharing it with anyone it might help!

  6. Lisa

    Thank you Theresa!! I cried while reading this!! I’m in this position right now. I’ve tried everything you wrote about, even the butchery of weight loss surgery in 2000, only to gain all the weight back due to my ED. And now I’m fat, still in terrible pain, with 2 worthless knees and my 3rd surgical rejection by a Dr. You spoke to my soul. I’ve got to find someone to help or I will soon be immobile. I will be checking out your resource list. Thank you again.

    • Theresa Alberti

      Lisa– I’m so sorry to hear that you are struggling and suffering so much right now. My heart goes out to you and I know the kind of pain and despair you’re in. Please feel free to contact me through email ( and we could “talk” more about this. I would like to help if I can.

      • Lisa

        Thank you Theresa. I definitely would appreciate any support and guidance you’d be willing to give. I’m at the end of my rope.


    Me too 🙁
    Now so disabled I use a mobility scooter
    The dr told me to get gastric bypass in order to save my life
    Now I am disabled and feel like every twitch I a hear attack at 58 yo
    Docs have me convinced my legs have so much fat that I will definitely get an infection if I receive TKR

    • Theresa Alberti

      I’m so sorry to hear about your situation, Kathleen. I know how hard that is, and I certainly got more and more disabled as I went. I will send off an email to you to see if we can have more of a conversation about possibilities.

  8. Melissa

    I was furious and disappointed alongside you when you needed to live with torment for such a long time; I’m winded with esteem for your acknowledgment that you expected to go to a position of harmony with your primary care physician before you had the medical procedure, and I am jumping out of my seat extolling fiercely at your last talk with your PCP. What a moving and staggeringly valuable story you have given us.

    • Theresa Alberti

      Thanks so much for your enthusiastic comment! I’m really glad my article was meaningful to you.

  9. Jane schnetlage

    I’m with you. I was denied knee surgery in 2015 due to being morbidly obese. It wasn’t just my surgeon. My insurance at the time as well both major hospitals on my insurance list would flatly not do knee replacements on anyone over 40 BMI. I tried all the other alternative options too and nothing worked very well. So I did a deep dive and lost 45 pounds and had the knee surgery. Yes, I put most of it back on and i didnt feel good about myself while dieting but I did it. And I am ever so grateful for my 2017 knee replacement. I will be 5 years next month and while it isn’t perfect, it is a massive improvement. I know I would have been fine at my original weight and I’m glad you were able to find a way to get yours done.

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