McFatty To McFitty

My tummy groaned as I handed the next customer his cheeseburger and fries.

- Michelle Rawlins

‘Have a nice day!’ I smiled, stopping myself from drooling with hunger.

I was 18 and had just started working at my local McDonald’s drive-thru.

I loved my job, but it was tough resisting the delicious food all day.

And I lived for my lunch breaks when I could tuck into a free meal.

A perk of the job, I’d devour a large Chicken Selects meal with fries, milkshake and a McFlurry…

Then just before I left at the end of my shift, I’d buy myself a burger and fries for the way home.

It was no surprise when my size-24 uniform began to feel a bit snug.

I’d always been a healthy size and weight before.

But over the years, I’d developed quite a taste for takeaways. Fried chicken, pizzas, fish ’n’ chips…

And since starting at McDonald’s, my insatiable appetite knew no bounds!

After scoffing at work, I’d then devour a dinner once I got home.

I was gorging nearly 4,000 calories a day.

I knew I was big, but I loved food too much to do anything about it.

Then one day at work, as I took yet another order at the drive-thru…