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Apr. 21st, 2022 11:28 amSo I had a silly experience at the doctor's the other day.
My endochrinologist has been insisting through the whole pandemic that he wants face-to-face meetings, which I have been consistently requesting to change to telephone appointments because I'm immunosuppressed and 90% of the time our appointments are just "Your blood tests are fine, any issues? Carry on with the same dose, then, bye". Anyway, so it turns out the reason he wanted to get me there in person was partially so that he can fuss about my weight. My BMI is a bit high, I am aware of this, I have mirrors and eyes and clothes.
The problem is that he decided to do this at the end of the appointment, after we had gone through my blood test results in minute detail. Not only the bloods he requested for my hormones, but also the results for monitoring other medications I'm on, resulting in an extremely thorough and comprehensive review of pretty much everything one could conceivably measure. We'd also checked my blood pressure, noted recent medical updates from other doctors, and then, after half an hour of volunteering the expert informed opinion that I was perfectly healthy in every respect, in every organ and by every standard, with nothing even approaching borderline or concerning values, does this poor man attempt to switch tacks and insist that surely I must be desperately, dangerously unhealthy. The frustration in his face as he tried to reconcile the numbers on the scale with the numbers he'd just assured me were excellent was visible. It wasn't exactly comfortable being grilled about my activity levels and eating habits, but there was nothing to fault there either, I genuinely am meeting the guidelines and more.
So yes, fatphobia is arbitary and pointless.
My endochrinologist has been insisting through the whole pandemic that he wants face-to-face meetings, which I have been consistently requesting to change to telephone appointments because I'm immunosuppressed and 90% of the time our appointments are just "Your blood tests are fine, any issues? Carry on with the same dose, then, bye". Anyway, so it turns out the reason he wanted to get me there in person was partially so that he can fuss about my weight. My BMI is a bit high, I am aware of this, I have mirrors and eyes and clothes.
The problem is that he decided to do this at the end of the appointment, after we had gone through my blood test results in minute detail. Not only the bloods he requested for my hormones, but also the results for monitoring other medications I'm on, resulting in an extremely thorough and comprehensive review of pretty much everything one could conceivably measure. We'd also checked my blood pressure, noted recent medical updates from other doctors, and then, after half an hour of volunteering the expert informed opinion that I was perfectly healthy in every respect, in every organ and by every standard, with nothing even approaching borderline or concerning values, does this poor man attempt to switch tacks and insist that surely I must be desperately, dangerously unhealthy. The frustration in his face as he tried to reconcile the numbers on the scale with the numbers he'd just assured me were excellent was visible. It wasn't exactly comfortable being grilled about my activity levels and eating habits, but there was nothing to fault there either, I genuinely am meeting the guidelines and more.
So yes, fatphobia is arbitary and pointless.
